Page 28 of Derick

Mine. Mine. Mine.The word repeated in my head over and over as images flashed in my mind of pulling her up, taking her mouth, and sinking my cock into her tight, wet cunt as I pumped into her, claiming her and making sure she knew who she belonged to. She would never doubt who loved her ever again when I was done.

She was still naked, and I stared, committing every inch of her to memory. I was going to kiss every centimeter of her and would be thinking of how I would start for hours.

“I love how you look at me. I want you to eat me.” Her giggle turned into a gasp as I gathered her up so she was face-to-face to me. “Devour me.”

“I do want to eat you,” I said.

Before she could reply, I lifted her so her pussy rested over my mouth, and I licked her. Moaning, I tasted how wet she was from pleasuring me, and I fell even more in love with this woman. She was perfect for me. I wanted to give her everything, and that included pleasure beyond anything she’d experienced before.

“Yes. Oh Derick. Yes,” she yelled as her pelvis ground down and her legs settled on either side of my head. “I’ve never had anyone…never, this,” she puffed out, before she squealed when my tongue delved inside her. I took my time as I lapped up her juices and sucked on her clit before coming back to stick my tongue inside her. “Oh my. Oh, oh Derick,” she cried out as I held her arse open and brought her closer.

My fingers spread her pussy lips as I devoured her. My thumb entered her as I sucked on her clit. Her scream made me grateful the rooms were soundproof.

Even just with a thumb halfway in her, I could feel her pussy muscles trying hard to milk me. I couldn’t wait until my cock feltit. Her thighs were clenched so tight I could feel them tremble as she came apart. Her whole body shook, and she was very loud.

I wanted to beat my chest and shout on the rooftops what I’d done to my woman. I couldn’t wait to explore everything intimate with her. I loved her responses, and the volume she showed made me feel powerful.

Easing her down my body, I wanted to see her face, and she didn’t disappoint. Her eyes were glazed over golden, with streaks of green, almost like they’d shattered. Her lips were plumper than usual. Her hair was a frazzled array, haloing her flushed face. And I could honestly say I’d never seen anyone look so enticing.

I wanted more. I wanted to sink my cock into her warm, wet heat, but I didn’t want to push her. I was surprised already by what she’d done.

I wrapped my arms around her. “What do you want to do now?” I stroked my hand up and down her back. She kissed my chest and then rested her cheek against me.

“I’m tired, but truthfully I slept in your embrace better than I can ever remember.” I squeezed her against me, and she kissed my chest again. “Can I sleep with you again tonight?”

My heartrate picked up, but I felt like I could breathe again, like I’d spent my life underwater and could now breathe again. “Ruby, if I had my way, you would have been sleeping in bed with me the first time we met. You’re it for me. You know you’re my one.”

The pads of her fingers drew on my chest for a moment. “If you keep saying things like that, I’m going to eventually believe you.” She sighed. “Please don’t hurt me,” she said so softly I barely caught her words.

I didn’t want her to miss what I was saying, so I lifted her so she could see my face. “I would never hurt you. You need to start believing that I want you. I promise I’m not lying when Isay you’re my soulmate.” I stroked her cheek. “You’re my future. I want you to be mine. I want everything with you.”

She turned her head and kissed my palm. “Does that mean I’m your girlfriend?”

I laughed, because she was so much more than just a girlfriend. She was my everything. “I want you to be my wife.” I shrugged as she sputtered. “But if you want to use the label of girlfriend, you’re welcome to, but to me, you are my sunshine on the darkest of days. My safe haven. My whole world.”

She shook her head. “You really do have a way with words. You’re too good for me.” She tried wiggling off me, but I tightened my hold.

“You have it wrong, my precious woman. I am in awe of you. You’re too good for me. What you’ve been through, what you’ve achieved, who you’ve become—it leaves me in absolute awe of you, Ruby. So don’t you ever think you’re not good for anyone. You are amazing.” I rose and brushed my lips over hers. “You are so sweet and kind. All you have to do is look at what a wonderful job you’ve done with Hope. My God, she’s two and she’s toilet trained, speaks better than some of the people I know, and has manners.” I sat up and she followed, settling so she straddled my lap.

“Speaking of my baby, I need to start things for her birthday. It’s coming up in a couple of weeks. I wanted to go get some party invitations today and book the venue. She wants to have it at the Fun Palace.”

I nodded, because my mother had asked me about this yesterday, and I’d told her I would talk to Ruby about it. Hope had been getting excited about her birthday and even counted down the days on the calendar for it. “Hope wants to invite her whole daycare. I think I can convince her just to have the people in her class though. It would be way too crazy with that manylittle kids.” The chaos that flashed in my mind had me shivering in dramatic distaste.

Ruby rolled her eyes and wiggled herself off me and then the bed. “I can’t afford her whole class. I told her she could have two of her closest friends.”

Getting out of bed, I made my way to the bathroom, surprised when Ruby followed close behind me. I turned to her and sighed. “Don’t be mad, but Mum hired the whole Fun Palace for princess on her birthday. She has a bunch of different invitations for you to look at and will get them printed once you choose one. She also has a whole folder filled with themes she wants you to go through and narrow down and then show Hope.”

“Derick, I can’t let your parents do all that.”

“Why not? They love Hope. My mum has never gotten to have a little girl’s party. Trust me when I say she’s in heaven right now with all the girlie shit.”

Ruby raised one brow. “Girlie shit?”

“Yeah, like you’ve been told before, my mum always wanted a daughter. Mum and Dad almost adopted one, but then my brother and I were kidnaped, and she put all her focus on us. I kind of always think she felt guilty.”

“Why would she feel guilty?” Ruby’s lips pursed, and her head was tilted to the side.

Shrugging, I turned the shower on and guided Ruby in. “It was like she thought wanting a daughter had caused her guard to be down and that was why we were taken, not because we’re rich and some dickheads thought they could get a big payday by ransoming us. Boy, did they get fucked over.” I debated if I should tell her the rest, but I didn’t want secrets between us. “My family doesn’t do anything by halves. The rescue killed almost a whole chapter of members of the people who took us.”

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