Page 17 of Ruin
I’m fucking losing it. I’m clear off the edge now.
She swallows hard and stares at me with dark, searching eyes. “Why don’t you then? Touch me, Ruin, and make me feel good. I want you too. I’ve wanted you for so long.”
I shiver. “You need to watch your mouth or you’re going to get what you’re asking for.”
Her brows narrow and she bites back a pretty little smile. “Isn’t that a good thing?”
“For now. Then what?”
“You’ve never been the kind of guy that thinks about consequences.”
“I’ve never had this much to lose.”
“You won’t lose me.”
“Until your brother finds out.”
She shakes her head and climbs closer toward me. “You know him. He’ll be pissed for a while, but he’ll get over it.” Her breath is on the lobe of my ear as she whispers, “So, touch me, please.”
“Peach!” I growl. “If this is just one of your adventures, you have to stop. You saw what I did back there. You’re right, I’m an ogre. I have no control over myself when it comes to you.”
“Yes, you do. You’ve had control for years.”
I laugh. “Control? Not in the slightest. We hang out, and then I go home and jerk off to pictures you sent me. And ever since you told me you’re a virgin, I can’t stop thinking about how your tight little pussy would feel. That’s not control.”
She’s panting, tearing at my shirt and my jeans, as her lips brush against my cheek. “I think about you too, when I… touch myself. I thought about you just this afternoon, before you knocked. I was screaming out your name as I came.”
I rub my hand against the back of my neck and stare toward her as the last bit of will I have dies. Gripping the back of her neck, I pull her soft frame on top of me. She straddles my waist and I push the seat back until it stops.
This isn’t how I want her to experience her first time, and it’s not how I want her to experience sex with me, but it’s what’s happening. There’s no stopping this now.
I bite her shoulder and scrape my teeth against her neck. “I don’t have a condom.”
“I don’t care,” she pants. “You have to fuck me right now.”
I bite down and suck a bruise on her neck like a brand.
Moan after moan slips from her lips as her body shivers shallow, ragged breaths. Her hips grind back and forth against my lap, and I reach down and palm over her pussy, kissing her lips, tasting the liquor still on her breath.
“Are you my girl?” I growl lowly in her ear as I slide a finger into her soaking, little pussy.
She jumps against my hand. “Yes! I’m your girl, Ruin. It’s all I want.”
I thrust in further, desperate to make her feel good. “Mmm… my little virgin isn’t used to having her pussy spread open. I forgot.”
Her mound tightens around my fingers, and she rocks back and forth, bouncing on me as her mouth drops open. “God, don’t stop. Whatever you’re doing, don’t stop!”
Her heavy tits scrub against my chest until they free themselves from the little black dress and hang for me to suck. I take them into my mouth one at a time, sucking and biting her nipples as she jumps against my knuckles. This is how I’ve imagined her. Her long hair draped back, her neck arched, her thick hips squirming, her tits hanging, her sweet fucking sounds ringing out like she doesn’t give a fuck who hears it.
“Fuck me! I need you now!” There’s demand in her tone.
“I need that pretty little mouth on my cock first.”
Her gaze meets mine and I lick her sweet juices off my fingers as she climbs off my lap, bending down on the truck seat until her fingers are unbuckling the buttons on my jeans and her small hand cups my cock.
I close my eyes as she stretches around me with an aching sound in her throat. She moves like she doesn’t know what to do, like she’s never handled a cock before, and I love it. I love that I’m her first. That I’ll be the only man to ever own her.
“Good girl. Pump my cock in your little fist and look at me while you do it. Your eyes never leave mine, understood?”