Page 67 of Forbidden Dark Vows

A smile dances from her lips to her eyes. “Right now, I can’t think of a reason why not.”

I blink, processing her words. “Does that mean yes?”

She sucks her bottom lip. “I think it does.”

I clean my hands, wipe my mouth on a napkin, and crawl across the floor to her. Ruby lays back on the rug and pulls me on top of her. “In six weeks, you’ll be a married man. You know what that means?”

“What does that mean?”

“You’ll suddenly get boring in bed.”

It takes a couple of beats for me to realize that she’s joking. “Is that right? Best we screw like rabbits while we still can.”

“I thought you’d never ask.”

I kiss Ruby slow and deep, my tongue exploring her mouth, the Chicago lights blinking in the background. She’s warm and soft beneath me, and when she parts my robe, sliding her hand between us and tracking a line down to my cock, I’m already throbbing.

We roll over together, our minds and bodies thinking alike, and Ruby straddles me, shrugging the robe over her shoulders, leaving her naked. I cup her breasts with both hands, and tease her nipples towards my mouth, squeezing them together, flicking both nipples with my tongue. She leans closer, ass thrust upwards, and rubs her pussy up and down my cock, her wetness staying on me.

She waits for me to close my eyes before she climbs off me and takes my cock in her hand. Gripping it loosely, she takes the end in her mouth, licking all around the rim, tasting and teasing, inserting the tip of her tongue in the slit of my cock.

I groan out loud. “Suck me, Ruby.”

Ruby does as she’s told and starts sucking, gently at first, gradually growing more insistent, more demanding, her grip tightening. I feel my pre-ejaculation rising, my cock twitching in her hand.

“Ruby, I’m going to come.” I’m panting, trying hard to hold it back, but she feels so damned good…

Ruby stops sucking. Before she can move, I grab her hands and pull her towards me.

She shuffles forward along my body, straddling me, her knees over my shoulders, her pussy in my face. I lick her slowly, dragging my tongue back and forth, watching her watching me as she grows wetter. Her legs start to tremble, and she arches her back, tipping her head so that she’s staring at the stars outside the window.

I open her up with my fingers, force my tongue in as far as it will go, finding the spot and licking her hard. Her body writhes, torn between wanting to reach orgasm and wanting to prolong it, so I push harder. Further.

“Tell me when you’re ready to come, Ruby.”

I can tell by the way her legs tremble that she’s close.

“Ruby?” I withdraw my tongue, holding her to ransom.

“I’m ready,” she gasps.

“How ready?” I slide two fingers inside her. She’s dripping.

“Ready … as I’ll ever be.”

“I’m coming for you, Ruby.” I open her wider.

She instinctively leans forward, supporting her upper body with both hands and lowering her pussy onto my tongue. Three licks, and she explodes in my mouth, her body convulsing, her face twisted away from me.

But I’m only just finding my rhythm. Gripping her upper thighs, I keep right on licking, bringing her to orgasm again. And again. Until she’s practically lying on my face. Then I hold her hips and slide her down my body.

Ruby kisses me slowly as if waking from a deep slumber and lowers herself onto me, leaning forward, her upper body pinning me down. We kiss as she rides me, her movements slow, measured, feeling my length gliding fully in and out until I squeeze her butt and hold her on me, my hips thrusting against her, needing to fill her up when I come.

It doesn’t take long. My cock and I have missed her.

We stay like that for a while, Ruby lying next to me on the rug, our faces pressed together, breathing each other’s oxygen. Completely at peace.

Finally, she rests her chin on my chest and peers into my eyes. “So, what is your favorite pizza?”

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