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“Ah, not exactly. Well, maybe... sort of.”

Bob chuckled, but when she tried to turn away from him, he intercepted her hand and placed it over his hard shaft.

“Oh.” Tentatively, she stroked his length – once, twice – and experimentally squeezed.

Bob pushed up his hips and thrusted into her hand.

“You like that?”

“Sure.”

Indecision clouded her mind. Should she continue to stroke him through his underwear, pull them off and suck him? Take off her clothes instead?

“I... ah, do you?”

“Pretty girl.” His insistent tone made her lift her head. “I would love to have sex with you, but I don’t expect it from you. Do you understand that?”

“Uh-huh.” She bobbed her head. She appreciated his words, but she wanted to have sex – with him. He held her eyes captured, and something shifted inside her – a sparkle of hope ignited. “Yes, I do.” Now he would take over, and she would...

Bob gestured along his body. “I’m all yours. Do what you please.”

Blast! Ruby considered her options.

First, let’s get naked. She hooked her fingers in the waistband of his boxers and pulled. Bob lifted his hips, and after a firm tug, his cock sprang free. He does have a nice cock – not overly large but thick and hard. She dropped the underwear beside the bed and disrobed quickly. She looked down at her breasts and noticed flaccid nipples. At least, the lingering tingles from the chemical play gave her some sensation.

Resigned, she opened the drawer in her nightstand and produced a condom. Although the club insisted on regular testing, she preferred to suit up. Bob’s hand stroked the outside of her breast, and it felt... nice, almost good.

Ruby smiled sweetly at him and busied herself with covering him with the thin latex. And now what? She sat back on her haunches, getting agitated with herself. I like Bob, and I love sex, get with the program!

With an assessing glance at Bob’s face, she swung her legs over his hips and positioned herself over him.

“Are you wet?” He stroked her thighs.

“Ah, not yet.”

“Come here with your pussy, and let me get you ready.”

Ruby blinked. Surely he didn’t mean –

“Sit on my face.”

Her spirit heightened. That’s it! A bit awkward, she shuffled forward on her knees and hovered her crotch above his face, bracing herself on the headboard of the bed.

With his hands against Ruby’s buttocks, Bob pressed his face between her legs and licked over the crease between her left leg and labia. He repeated the move on the other side. He teased her clit with his nose before he ran up the length over her sex with the flat of his tongue.

Ruby had a hard time relaxing and enjoying his ministrations. She was afraid she would smother him if she got too far into it, and after a few minutes, Ruby pulled away from him. Bob immediately let go of her and licked his lips.

“Thank you,” Ruby whispered against his lips and ignored her scent on his face. She scooted down and used her hand to position his cock at her entrance. When Ruby lowered herself onto his shaft, she enjoyed the stretch and burn of his intrusion. She’d become slick enough from the oral attention, and she slid easily over the condom- covered cock.

With her hands still braced on the headboard, she bounced up and down his shaft, shifting and angling her hips until the tip brushed over the sensitive spot inside her. She rode him until she came and slumped against his chest as her legs gave out, acutely aware Bob hadn’t come.

Bob grabbed her hips and pushed her a few inches up. With his feet flat on the bed, he hammered into her from below with short, shallow thrusts until Ruby felt him lengthen and the telltale twitching of his release.

His legs slid down as he lie spent for a few heartbeats, and Ruby pushed herself up and away and took care of the condom for them. When she returned, Bob was watching her, and she bit her bottom lip.

Bob dropped back on the pillow. Ruby slid back in bed and pulled up the sheet over her chest. They both climaxed, but their sex lacked chemistry and left her strangely wanting.

Bob groaned. “I hate to say it, but I’ve rarely felt less satisfied after having sex.”