by Selena Scott
And then one of his large fingers circled her wet opening before pressing inside. The flats of Ruby’s hands pressed up to her fingertips as her body acclimated to accept him. There was a light sting, a deep pressure, that dissolved instantly into pleasure when he teased at a spot that had a different kind of orgasm starting to build inside her.
Ansel played with her clit while circling his finger inside her, opening her for him. “You don’t know it yet, but you were made to take me,” he growled into the dark and had Ruby trembling around his finger. She reached down between her legs and grabbed his cock. Gave it a hearty tug. Ansel grunted above her. Ruby slipped her hand to her pussy, gathered her own wetness and used it to jack him. It wasn’t the most graceful of moves, the way they were tangled together, but it was really, really working for both of them. His breath hissed through his teeth before he could keep talking.
“I knew it the first time I ever saw you. You were younger then. Had your hair in a braid over your shoulder. You wore that red dress that has the– the– shit, God, just like that– the bird on the one side.”
Ruby nodded, stunned. He remembered what she wore the first time he ever saw her?
Ansel slipped a second finger into her channel and Ruby breathed through it, damn near squeezing the life out of his cock while she acclimated. But once she had, she couldn’t believe the feeling of it. The intensity, the pressure from every side, the fullness.
“Your feet were bare but you had a toe ring.” He let out a noise that was distinctly animal-like as she jacked him harder. He slipped a third finger into her and though it was tight, she was so wet and he was opening her so well, it didn’t take her any time at all to get used to it. “I wanted to fuck that fucking toe ring.” His breath was choppy and strained. “Doesn’t make any sense. But there was no sense when it came to you. You drove me insane then and you still do.”
Suddenly he pulled his hand out of her and flipped her onto her back. He came between her legs and wrapped them around his waist. His mouth landed on hers and she tasted herself. His kiss was rough and soft at the same time.
“Your scent, your voice, the way you look in the morning when you’re not quite awake.” He ground the base of his cock against her clit and Ruby arched, she was so close, yet again, so close. Ansel bit down on her neck and sucked, surely leaving a mark. The realization had her that much closer to coming.
“Did you know you stand on one foot while you dice carrots?” he demanded. “Balance the other one flat against your knee. Why do you do that? It’s so fucking cute it makes me crazy.”
He left another brutal, sucking kiss against her neck. “The first time I ever made you come I thought I could die right then. It was the best moment of my life. I just want to make you come forever. I want it. I’m selfish that way. Give it to me, Ruby. Give it up.”
And God, did she ever. The way he was pressing the flat of himself against her stimulated all of her overly sensitive places. This time when she came, it felt like it started right in the very center of her. Her entire body tightened around his, lacing into him like ivy. The orgasm made her world go silent and white, she tightened so hard she couldn’t feel her arms or legs anymore. All she felt was a constricting blanket of pleasure that rolled out over her and snapped back straight to the place where it had started.
When she came back to earth, it wasn’t really to this planet. It was only to Ansel that she came back. His flavor in her mouth, his voice at her ear. Her skin was raw from every place his beard had scraped her. Her body sang with the echoes of pleasure. He was on all fours and she clung to him so hard she didn’t even touch the bed. He eased her down onto her back and then curled her onto her side. Ruby was grateful he put her that way as the aftershocks of pleasure rolled through her and she trembled against herself.
He was gone for a second, only a second, and she heard foil tear. He was at her back, spooning her from behind. His hands roamed her entire body. Over her breasts and hips, sliding over her throat and into her hair. One of his rough hands slid all the way down to her ankle before he lifted her knee and draped her leg over his, opening her up.
“It might hurt, darlin’,” he muttered in her ear before he started petting her pussy with gentle fingers. “But I’ll kiss it better.”
She shivered against him and turned her head so she could see his eyes. “Show me,” she whispered. “Show me.”
His hand left her pussy to guide the head of his cock between her lower lips, but his eyes didn’t leave hers. He guided himself into her an inch and then his fingers were flat on her clit, coaxing her in slow, lazy circles of pleasure. He sank in another inch.
Ruby’s breath was catching. She’d never felt pressure like this before. It narrowed her entire sense of feeling down to one place. As far as she was concerned, her entire body was between her legs right now. He pushed in another inch and Ruby breathed through it, her body starting to resist him. Ansel dropped his mouth to hers and kissed her, his tongue as lazy as his fingers on her clit.
“That’s it, you pretty girl. You gorgeous, perfect woman. You’re everything I want.” Her body softened and he got another inch in. “So wet. Fuck. God, and tight. I wanted to be a gentleman, Ruby, but you’re so fucking sexy.” Another inch. “I had to. I had to get inside this perfect little pussy.”
He was talking against her mouth and he pulled back. Looked right in her eyes. Suddenly, he was pulling back from her and pulling out.
“No,” she moaned, hating the emptiness that followed.
“Not close enough,” he growled, rolling her to her back and moving between her legs. “I want you like this.” And this time, he pushed in an inch, and then sank in the entire way. His whole length buried inside her.
Ruby opened her mouth on a silent scream and Ansel grunted, his forehead dropping to the pillow beside her head. He gave her his entire cock and most of his weight all at once.
Ruby had never felt anything like this in her life. The man on top of her panted like there wasn’t enough air left in the world, every one of his muscles trembled. He rose up to look at her and his teeth were clenched, a bead of sweat rolled over his temple.
She’d never felt more powerful in her entire life.
“Alright?” he gritted out through clenched teeth.
“God, yes,” she nodded. There’d been a shocking pinch of pain when he’d pressed into her like that. But it was perfect. It was all perfect. The sting tangled with the pleasure of having him inside of her. The way he was supposed to be. She lifted her mouth to his. “Ansel,” she moaned. “You’re supposed to be here.”
She didn’t know if it made sense or not, but apparently he understood because his eyes flamed with something and he gave a terse nod. “Gotta fuck now, darlin’,” he growled through his teeth.
He pulled out a few inches and pressed back into her. Ruby arched and scratched her nails across his back. She couldn’t help it. He set a smooth pace, building, growing, and it wasn’t long before Ruby figured out that she could raise up her hips to meet him.
Ansel’s breath hissed out between his teeth when she started riding him from below. His eyes squinted shut, hard, and he said something she couldn’t make out. For such a quiet man, she loved how talky he was during sex. It stoked her, soothed her, showed her exactly how swept away he was by her. They were building against one another. Rising.
Not that she was an expert, but Ruby had heard that sex was often disappointing your first time. That it was often too short and underwhelming. But this man had made her lose track of her pleasure, her orgasms blurring together into one long string. His body challenged and comforted hers as he rutted and rutted her.
“Never,” he groaned. “Never like this before.”
He rolled them suddenly and Ruby found herself on top. She gasped in surprise and had a small moment to be unsure of herself. Then his humongous hands were at her hips and he was fucking himself with her body, lifting her and slamming her back down on him. Time spun out as they
worked themselves against one another, gasping and rising and threading their passion through the other’s body.
“Fuck this fucking condom,” he bit out. “I don’t want anything between us.”
His hands slid up to her breasts and played there while his words registered. “We need it,” she moaned, leaning forward onto her hands. “I’ll get pregnant otherwise.”
She didn’t miss the feral flash of heat that sliced across his face. He rolled them again so they were on their sides, one of her legs thrown over his hip. His hand was gripping her hard at her ass, two fingers dipping into her cleft as he pumped his hips into her. He laced his bottom hand into her hair, guiding her mouth to his.
“Someday I’m gonna get you pregnant, darlin’,” he said against her lips.
Ruby instantly tightened, an unexpected snapping cord, as she suddenly came and came and came. His words, as surprising as they’d been, had torn a tense passion right out of her.
“That’s right,” he coaxed her through her orgasm. “That’s right. You like the sound of that, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she moaned, her hands tight and scratching the hell out of his back.
With that, he rolled them again so that she was on her back again, the two of them a sweaty, slipping mess against one another. But this time he was back on his haunches, her ass hauled up onto his thighs as he fucked into her.
His breath was a mixture of hisses and grunts and Ruby couldn’t take her eyes off the mass of golden muscles above her. She couldn’t believe this beautiful man wanted her so badly. And she couldn’t believe that quiet, gentle Ansel Keto was a fucking animal in bed.
He leaned forward and swiped a thumb through her open mouth with such surety, such possession of her that Ruby was tightening again, like a spool of thread. He used that wet thumb to circle her clit and she was shocked and amazed to find that she was rising again. Pulling closer to heaven. Her body was trembling and weak but somehow still fighting for more pleasure.
“One more, darlin’,” he coaxed her. “Give me one more. Let me feel it on my cock again. Just once more.”
His thumb circled faster and Ruby arched up, her hands clenched into fists so hard they ached. She screamed his name as she exploded into the night. His cock was so deep inside her as it tunneled, tunneled, tunneled, she felt her orgasm all the way inside her. So deep it was like her breasts were coming too, her lips, the tips of her hair.
“Yeah,” he groaned. “Fuck.” And then he pulled out of her and Ruby looked in confusion as he ripped the condom off, tossed it aside. Falling over her, onto one hand, Ansel gave himself two vicious tugs and then his entire body tightened, his face tore into a grimace, and a feral, unchained noise ripped out of him. Ruby felt the shocking warmth of his release all over her belly and breasts and she reveled in it. He trembled over her, jerking himself one last time as she traced a hand through the come that pooled on her, dripped over the sides of her body and onto the sheets.
“Fuck,” he growled again before collapsing on top of her and giving her most of his weight. She really loved when he did that.
“Wow,” she breathed into his ear. “You really weren’t kidding when you said you fucking hated the fucking condom, huh?”
He pressed up from her and squinted down between them, at the mess he’d made. A slightly chagrined expression danced across his face. “Ah. Kind of got carried away. Shoulda asked first.”
“Maybe,” she shrugged, and then traced another finger through the mess. “But so happens I really, really liked that.” She ducked her head up for a quick kiss. “Made me feel even closer to you.”
He stared down at her for a second before he tugged her up and dragged her to the shower. He washed both of them from head to toe, being extra gentle with her sore lady parts. That didn’t stop him from falling to his knees and pressing a soft kiss between her legs just once. He didn’t press though; he knew she was at her limit.
After reverently drying her from head to toe, Ansel tossed her a clean t-shirt to change into and quickly changed the sheets for them.
He stopped her before she crawled in. “Ruby,” he took her hands. “I’m in love with you. I want you. As much of you as you’re willing to give me. Inka told me that I was looking at you like you were my wife. And I’m just gonna keep on doing that while you get comfortable with the whole idea. I know this has all been very fast for you.”
Ruby opened her mouth to say something back but Ansel clapped his heavy palm over her lips.
“Not tonight, darlin’. It’s been too much for one night.” And then he tugged her into bed, tucked her into his side and pulled the covers over him. He paused for a second before darting out of bed. Ruby barely had time to wonder what he was doing before he was back, a glass of water in his hand. “In case you get thirsty,” he whispered, then slid back into bed and snuggled down.
She wanted to ponder that for longer. But she found that the day was too much. All of it. And sleep took her away almost instantly.
CHAPTER TWELVE
She woke before he did and she relished the moment. Ruby took the time to close her eyes and relive everything that had happened last night. She shivered. God. He was a bear. And a man. And he loved her. And as far as she could tell, she’d just signed up for a lifetime of mind-blowing sex.
God. Everything they’d done together. And everything they were about to do. She took a deep breath. Finally after a year, she had a light at the end of the tunnel. She had no idea what they were about to find on the other side of that waterfall. But Ruby was beside herself that Griff wasn’t just doomed to being an unsolved mystery.
Ruby, laying on her side and spooned by Ansel, let her eyes wander idly across his room as she thought about all the things that lay ahead of them that day. Her eyes landed on the water glass that Ansel had gotten out of bed to bring to her last night. The way he’d showered her off. The way he’d made her come and then the way he’d held her so tight while they slept.
And now he was about to go into another dimension with her in order to maybe rescue her brother. Ruby’s easy breaths suddenly stopped in her chest. Her heart hammered so hard she could hear it in her ears. Ruby resisted the temptation to pinch herself and know if any of this was even real. She knew in her heart it was real. It shocked her, thrilled her, terrified her just how real it really was.
She’d never had a feeling this big. One that was trying to helium its way right out of her chest. She couldn’t help but tighten her muscles, bury her face in her hands. The sensitive area between her legs protested due to its inauguratory activities last night and that just made her squee even more. When she finally, finally took another breath, it was heavy and whooshing and filled with clarity. Holy crap. She was in love. She felt like she’d just chugged a whole pot of coffee, jittery and energized and about to come out of her skin. Ruby carefully rolled over and frowned in surprise at Ansel’s peacefully snoozing face.
All that and the big lug was just sleeping like a baby.
“Hey,” she whispered, stroking a hand down the side of his beard. She shivered, thinking about all the places that beard had been.
Ansel’s breaths stayed even and strong.
“Wake up, Ansel,” she tried again, a little louder, leaning forward and scratching his back a little.
Still no signs of life.
“Ansel.” She jostled him a little more.
And then when neither her patience nor her ego could take one more second of his hibernation act, Ruby flung herself on him. She pushed him onto his back and straddled him in one motion.
“Wha– Damn.” Ansel’s eyes flung open and his head came up. He saw her and plunked his head back down. “Morning, darlin’.”
“Don’t you close your eyes,” she warned, planting her hands on his shoulders and sinking down on him a little further.
When her wetness spread across his lower stomach, Ansel’s eyes flung open and his hands instantly searched out the two halves of her ass.
“
Any particular reason you don’t want me sleeping anymore?” he asked, a smug grin already on his face.
“Yes, actually,” Ruby nodded her head, refusing to get sidetracked by his wandering hands. “I wanted to wake you up because I just realized I’m in love with you.”
His curious hands stilled, one on her ass and one cupping her breast. His eyes, still hazy from sleep but more alert every second, searched hers. “You wanna run that past me one more time?”
“I’m in love with you,” she repeated.
“Yeah,” he said blankly, staring at nothing over her shoulder. Then again. “Yeah.”
His eyes still totally spaced out, Ansel fished around in his nightstand drawer with one hand, pulling out a condom that he promptly tore open with his teeth before sheathing himself behind her ass.
“Yeah,” he said one more time before lifting her up to take him.
Ruby laughed. “Is this really your reaction to this?”
But Ansel was completely serious, still looking dazed by her proclamation. “The woman you love says she loves you back, you fuck. That’s just one plus one in my book.”
Ruby gasped when he pressed inside an inch.
“You’re sore,” he froze, seeming to rethink his approach.
She sank the rest of the way down, taking the decision out of his hands.
“One plus one,” she murmured, leaning down to kiss his lips.
“Hoo, damn,” Ansel groaned when she started to move. He gripped her hard around her waist and let her have her fun. When he couldn’t take her sweet little strokes another second or he’d scream, he rolled them so that he was on top.
“I love you,” he growled the words into her mouth and she opened wide, swallowed them down.
“I love you back,” she whispered as he grabbed the headboard and her ass. The thing was, their math didn’t end up working out. When he was done adding one plus one, it didn’t come out to two. It came out to two people who’d decided to be one.
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