Page 24 of Taming Her Temptations

She looks up at me, unsure, but snakes her hands down her stomach. When she spreads her legs open, I see Dean’s resolve almost break. He has a front-and-center view.

She parts herself with her fingers and takes long luxurious strokes back and forth from her wet opening to her clit until she settles on only her clit and swirls her middle finger around that point of pleasure slowly.

I stroke a strand of her thick brown hair away from her face and she brings her eyes to mine.

“You look so fucking hot, Ruby.” Her plush red lips part slightly at my compliment. “You like to be touched slowly like you’re doing right now?”

“I think so,” her eyes moon, her pleasure building.

“Let me help you find out,” Dean says gruffly, his jeans practically breaking open with his damn boner sticking straight up.

Dean is intense for someone who is practically losing her virginity again.

“Do you want Dean to touch you?” I ask her.

She nods up at me.

“Fucking finally,” he grumbles as he lowers himself down on the bed, laying his stomach flat against the mattress to bring his head up between her legs. Leave it to him to go straight in with his mouth rather than his fingers.

He practically shoves her hand away as he dips his mouth between her legs. He buries his mouth between her folds and licks hungrily.

But Ruby laps his intensity right up. Her back arches back and the back of her head presses against my cock. The slight friction makes me crave so damn much more.

Fuck. I need more self-restraint than this. Especially because Dean has pretty much none.

I slip my hands under her shirt and grab her breasts as she arches, rubbing my thumb against her nipples. She moans in approval, her eyes closed and mouth wide open.

“You taste so fucking sweet,” Dean says, taking a breath from devouring her cunt. He slips his fingers inside her. “And I don’t usually like sweet things. But I’d eat you all fucking day and still want more.”

Ruby lets out a shuddering breath and Dean lowers his mouth again, licking her with more urgency.

I take in the sight of her letting her pussy be completely held hostage by Dean, who is manhandling every damn inch of her from her slit to her wet entrance. I clench my jaw seeing how her body reacts so readily.

Suddenly, Ruby’s hand reaches up searching for my hand. I grasp her tight as she digs her nails into my skin. Her back arches and she lets out a trembling breath.

“That’s it, baby girl.” I brush across her nipple with one hand while I squeeze her hand tight with my other. “Come for us.”

“Oh,” she exclaims. Her hips buck, but Dean just presses her pelvis down with his forearm so he can continue sucking on her clit. Her entire body starts to tremble and a cry breaks through from deep inside her chest. I watch as her face twists in so much pleasure for a moment she looks like she’s going to cry.

And then her body calms, and the tension is gone. She pants, trying to catch her breath.

“That’s just the beginning, baby girl,” Dean says as he pulls his face away and licks his lips that are glistening with her orgasm. “Now you’re ready for my cock.”

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Dean

Sure, maybe Ruby is the one who is lacking sexual experiences, but right now I feel so fucking starved for her pussy that I debate if I’ve ever seen one before. It was torture watching her finger herself and not being able to participate, even if only for a moment. Asher might be about practicing patience with her but fuck that. She wants this just as bad as we do, and I’ll prove it to him.

I unbuckle my pants, ready to feel her gorgeous wet pussy worked open by me.

Ruby suddenly stands up and rocks back and forth awkwardly to try to cover her pussy as if I didn’t just eat it like my last meal.

“Let me just jump in the shower.” She says with some uncertainty.

I get up off the bed to stand, but just stare at her like she’s lost her damn mind.

“Unless your plan is to invite us in, then why the fuck do you need to shower right now?” I deadpan.

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