Page 84 of From Wink to Kink

The woman must think I’m an idiot.

"Mmmm hmmm,” I challenge, my hands still on her waist.

She shakes her head, but she's leaning into me, not pulling away. "This is the last time, Chuck. I mean it."

I should argue. Should tell her that I want more than just one night, that I'm willing to fight for us. But then she's kissing me again, and all rational thought flies out the window.

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CHUCK

We stumble toward my bedroom,shedding clothes along the way. There's an urgency to our movements, like we're both afraid the other might disappear if we slow down.

What follows is a blur of sensation and emotion. Ruby's skin under my hands, soft and warm. The sound of her breath catching as I trail kisses down her neck. The way she says my name, half moan, half prayer.

I know I’ve not won the war, only this battle, but I’ll take it. And, I decide, I’ll takeher. She’s just too tempting. I want to bury my dick in her again, have her moaning for me again.

“Ruby,” I rumble, and she looks up. When she catches my hungry gaze, her lips part. And when she sees the state I’m in, a knowing smile plays around her mouth. She quickly stands and strips, her eyes never leaving mine.

She kneels in front of me, working my belt free and my pants open. I sigh with relief as she pushes her fingers past my boxers to wrap them around my hot and throbbing cock.

“Oh, fuck yes,” I mutter.

Her lips part slowly, and the hungriest look fills her face. A look that sends a thrill shivering up my spine. Makes me ache for a kiss, a long, open mouth kiss. Instead, she guides my cock to her lips and slowly takes me.

“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck,” I groan.

She bobs her head, taking a little more of me with each stroke. My hands bury themselves in her hair and my eyes roll back into my head.

She works me with her tongue, her lips, sucking me off like a pro. This is, no contest, the best blow job I've ever enjoyed.

“Just like that. Keep doing that,” I manage as my breath catches.

She takes me at my word, and her fingers dig into my hips as she changes the angle of her head. I feel my dick slide even deeper, hitting the back of her throat.

My breath wheezes as my hands fist. “Take that cock,” I whisper. “Such a good girl.”

Her eyes are trained on me as she licks and sucks and bobs. She swallows me down three times, and my balls tighten each time. Her hands leave my hips to massage her own breasts, and I groan at the sight.

“Jesus Christ, that’s hot. You like sucking my dick, don’t you?”

“Mmmm,” she manages around my cock. She releases me and catches her breath. “You taste so good. Salty and tangy. Will you come down my throat? Will you let me suck you dry?”

God help me. I can die now.

Her words make my dick jerk, and she slides her lips over me again, taking me deep as she moves one of her hands to my balls and rubs.

I can’t hold back the roar as I come, shooting my load down her throat.

She takes it all, not losing a drop, and my legs shake through the orgasm.

Then, still on her knees, she looks up at me, lips glistening with my release, and smiles.

That’s all it takes. With a growl, I push her back until she is spread before me, and I drop to my knees.

“It’s my turn to taste you,” I tell her, lowering my mouth to her breasts first.

She lets out a breathy moan as I lick and suck.

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