Page 70 of Rugger: The Huntress

“Yes,” I admitted with a nod. “Yes.”

FIVE

Silence.

Warmth.

Passion.

Persuasion.

Together, they provided the moment’s serenity. Beads of water poured down onto Rugger’s dark skin. Her head fell backward as she pushed the drenched hair out of her face.

The distance between us had begun to feel incredibly discourteous. The designers of the pad could’ve saved time and material by lessening the space between the showerheads. They were worlds away.

Underneath mine, I gazed across the canvas where the art truly began. She was oblivious to her level of unhinged beauty, carrying on as if it didn’t exist. Stilled paintings of her around my home began to peak my interest.

My obsession was quickly growing with her right in front of me. She was the full package. Brains. Body. Beauty. Bravery. There wasn’t much more a man of my caliber could ask for.

My softness began to stiffen as Rugger turned around, exposing her small, perky breast, long torso, chiseled abs, widened thighs, the gap that split them, and those mile-long legs. I ran a hand down my face, clearing it of water while simultaneously making sure I wasn’t seeing shit.

And my feelings were valid. And my craving was valid. And my reality was valid.

Because, since the night I’d met her, each time I closed my eyes she was behind my lids. Tonight, she was behind them, between them, in front of them, and underneath them. She was everywhere. All over me. Overwhelming me completely.

You took something precious to me. You don’t deserve courtesy.

Her words stung. The pain intertwined in every syllable, I’d never rid my mind of. I’d hurt her feelings. Learning that I had hurt mine. Aches slowed my heart to a creep. The very last thing I’d ever wanted to do to her was the very first thing I’d done and I’d never forgive myself for it. Though it wasn’t under circumstances she deemed truthful, she’d been bruised nonetheless.

I subtracted the distance between us, not stopping until her breasts were against my chest. A hand caressed the back of her neck.

I’m sorry.

The words never exited my mouth, but they were ingrained in every movement I made. I leaned in and took her lips intomy mouth. I located her most sensitive flesh and the bulb that turned on the heat throughout her frame.

Diligently, I massaged her plushness. Water cascaded down our bodies as our kiss deepened. My hunger for her was unbearable. Even with her at the tip of my tongue, I thirsted for more. I’d developed an insatiable appetite that only lifetime access could begin to cure.

I inserted two fingers, taking a dip in her pond. Her heels lifted from the shower’s floor. I brushed against the ridges of the most tender spot on her body.

“Uhhhh,” Rugger moaned against me.

Her arms slid up my shoulders and connected behind my back.

“Uhhh– Psal– Uhhhhhhh.”

Just like this. To stay here, in this moment, for the rest of the night would bring me utter pleasure. I didn’t need much else. Just her. Her sultry voice against my lips. Her pussy at arms-length. And, her softness on full display.

Because, though she’d never admit it from her mouth, I knew she felt safe. Her demeanor told me so. Her posture told me so. Her pussy told me so.

I circled her clit with my thumb, bringing her to that place I was beginning to love taking her. The first two visits were monumental. She began to grind against my fingers, assisting in her climax until the intensity shook her core.

Wobbly legs threatened to give in. At the realization of her unsteadiness, I pushed Rugger backward until her body pressed against the shower wall. I pulled away just as her eyelids slammed shut.

“Open your eyes, Gazelle,” I muttered. “Open your eyes.”

I wanted her to understand the magnitude of this moment. Of her presence. Of my presence. Of our actions. She’d signedher body away with her sweet pussy juices. It was no longer hers. It was mine to do as I pleased.

She obliged, gazing back at me under hooded eyes. Amongst ten other things, the lust and longing were prevalent in those orbs. I kissed her lips, unable to tame my ravenousness, then pulled back immediately. She was hypnotizing.

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