Page 48 of Conflicted
Still holding her strands in a firm grip, he bent for a last kiss. Wanting to keep her off balance, he gave her a soft and sweet closed-mouthed peck. Before walking away, he caught her heightened color, sparkling eyes, and gorgeous smile. He sauntered to the bedroom and tugged on the buttons of his fly.
“I’m going to take a shower. I’ve ordered pizza in about half an hour.”
When Will still hadn’t returned to them on Saturday night, Nathan dragged Ruby to Club Indigo. “You’ve been moping around all week and you need something to drive you out of your mind.”
“But it doesn’t feel right to play without him.”
“I agree that he should be here, but he isn’t, and this is something you need.”
Ruby glared at Master Nathan and placed her fisted hands on her hips. He made sense, but she didn’t want him to be right. “A person needs food and shelter, not sex.”
He studied her like he was dissecting the dragonfly he called her. “You need the release of an intense scene and maybe even sexual release, because everything else I’ve tried this week has failed.” Nathan folded his arms. The gesture drew her attention to his flexing biceps and muscular arms. Bad Ruby, no sex, remember?
She shot him another dark glance before turning her face away.
“Look. At. Me.”
In answer to his demand, she mimicked his stance by folding her arms in front of her and drew her eyebrows together.
When their gazes connected, his eyes softened. “You’re loyal and you love him. How about we do a scene, but I keep my pants on?”
She blinked. “You would?”
“Absolutely.” One arm still curled over his chest, he unfolded the other and stroked over her shoulder.
Ruby moved a bit closer and leaned into his touch. His other arm came around her waist and he pulled her against him, closing the rest of the physical distance between them. With the move, he simultaneously erased the emotional distances she tried to keep between them all week.
Dressed in the bright yellow latex mini dress, there wasn’t much barrier between them, but the clothing still was offensive to her. Fuck, how can I want him and not want him at the same time? And where the hell is Will? Is he safe? When will he come home?
She gasped when his hand snuck under her dress and he swiped a long finger through her wet folds. She struggled against the urge to spread her legs wider for him.
“If you want us to continue, you need to say it.” His breath hot against her sensitive ear covered her body with goosebumps.
Nathan swirled around her clit—twice, three times, and withdrew his hand. He lifted his fingers to his mouth and licked the digits clean with an expression of delight on his face.
Already riding the wave of pleasure his touch and domination could give her, Ruby refused to stop and reconsider her decision. Instead, she dropped her head against his shoulder and whispered. “Yes, Master Nathan.”
He tipped back her head, and their eyes locked. Ruby shivered—but not because of the room temperature. Nathan looked at her with darkened eyes. His gaze held approval and the promise of mind-shattering pleasure. Ruby managed a shuddering inhalation before his mouth descended on hers in a searing kiss.
She accepted the skillful thrust of his tongue and opened more than her mouth to him. She accepted his taste as much as his mastery over her. The kiss conveyed more than his lust—because it was there, too. It conveyed his passion and hunger but also his love—deep, dark and all-consuming.
Skillful and controlled, he dominated the kiss and her mouth in the same way he captured her body and soul. The way he had swept her off her feet. Speaking of feet, she wasn’t standing on hers anymore. During their intense making out, she climbed him like a tree and now she had both her legs wrapped around his waist. One of his hands under her bare butt anchored her to him—his fingers splayed wide and almost covering both globes.
Her hot aching pussy pressed against his jeans-clad thigh and their bodies moved in a sensual dance to music that didn’t come over the club’s sound system, but only they could hear. The ache in her sex spiked. She pulled in much needed air as Nathan slightly pulled back from the kiss, angled his head and covered her mouth again.
He continued to consume her mouth—her soul. Undulating their bodies, he stroked over her lips, bold swirls of his tongue drove her higher and higher. Writhing against his chest, she rubbed her breasts against the hot, hard muscles and clutched onto his shoulders for balance.
They stood in the middle of the club’s downstairs room, but Ruby couldn’t have cared less. Luckily, the members were used to much more than public displays of affection—the more exhibitionistic ones showing off their skills and sexual prowess on the central stage. Ruby however usually preferred the upstairs rooms for her intimate encounters. When Nathan eased his mouth away, she clung to him and whimpered in protest.
“Dragonfly.” His endearment sounded breathless, and it showed he wasn’t perfectly in control either.
Fuck his control anyway. She needed him and she wanted him now. Right now, she couldn’t care less if he would lift her skirt and take her in front of everyone in the club to see. But that isn’t right. A tiny voice in the back of her head warned. Not without Will, remember.
As if Nathan sensed her wandering thoughts, he ramped up the intensity with a warning nip at the muscle between her neck and shoulder, followed by a nasty pinch to one nipple—a stroke over one ass cheek, followed by a stinging swat to the other one. With one long finger he circled around her right breast and lingered on the tender underside—when she tried to move and to rub her aching core against his hard body, he swatted the inside of one thigh. Ouch!
She sucked in a breath and waited for his next move with trepidation. The hint of fear only made his every touch more exciting, every stroke, slap and pinch adding to the raging fire of her libido. “Master. P–please. Sir.”
“Please what?” He circled her protruding nipple with his forefinger and middle finger and softly pinched them together. “You want to come?”
