Page 13 of Ruin Me
I scoffed as I moved into the bathroom. He was on edge, thinking I was going for the door, but I wasn’t stupid enough to run out there in the middle of a storm with no pants or shoes.
Turning the taps on in the bathroom, I waited for the water to heat before I removed my shirt and got in. I knew from before just how loud it was in here. He’d be able to hear everything I did.
I slid my hand down my body, rubbing my body with the gel they supplied, the hot water cascading down my body, warming me from the outside in. I let my concerns wash away, because there was no use worrying about them right now. This was my reality.
Yes, I’d run away from something I desperately didn’t want.
But, I also had a few days to figure out whatever the fuck I had to do to get away.
I moved my fingers down, over my hip bone to the hood of my labia. Pushing past it and circling my clit, I made quick work of getting my little bud to activate and start to send shooting waves of pleasure through my body. The throbbing was enough to make my knees weaken. The warm water surrounding me didn’t help, as I thought of the feeling of Rhett’s Jacob's ladder pushing into me, one barbell at a time. His girth wasn’t something to kid about either. The man was hung and he was stuck in a hotel room with me for what I could only imagine was at least 24 hours.
We could have real fun if we wanted to.
I let out a moan as the spasms began to rock through my pelvis before my pussy erupted into what I could only explain as an explosion of sparks. I rubbed my orgasm out and left myself under the streaming water, trying to catch my breath.
I was going to fuck Rhett senseless and then I was going to run, leaving him and my family behind. This was going to work.
It had to.
Rhett
I couldn’t take it anymore. I got up and moved to the door, watching as she brushed her wet hair out of her face. She looked at me in the mirror, her eyebrows knitting together in confusion.
My cock was already aching for this. To take her from behind, to watch her face contort because of what I was doing to her.
“What?” she asked, slightly turning.
I couldn’t control it. I moved forward, grabbing her by the back of the neck and forcing her to look at me through the mirror. She stiffened under my hand, her eyes searching the mirror’s reflection for guidance.
I could feel my cock pushing painfully against my pants, but I wasn’t going to unleash him. I knew that’s what she wanted. She wanted him inside of her again, and sure, there’d be time enough for that, but right now, she was going to get a lesson.
“You think by doing that, I’m going to cave?” I asked her, my voice strained. “Do you think you can make yourself cum harder than I could?”
She scoffed, and I dug my fingers into the strong cords of her neck. She gasped in pain, her eyes still on me.
I kicked her ankles out so she would allow access as I pulled her butt closer to me, letting her graze along my erection. She let out a hiss of pleasure before I slammed my hand down onto her ass cheek. She jumped in response and damn it if I didn’t almost yank my pants down and fuck her right here and now.
I moved my hand over her hip and down to her crotch, smoothing my fingertips over her lips and down to her already wet pussy. One finger slid in between her folds with ease, and I nudged a finger toward her hole.
Her moan told me exactly how much she wanted me. I slid my free hand around to her throat and squeezed as she held my gaze in the mirror. My finger slid up to that clit and I coated it with her juices. She gasped but didn’t say a word. Her hands were on the side of the basin, gripping it tightly as I continued my assault on her.
Her hips moved around as I played with her sensitive little bud, until I saw her eyes start to roll upward and her mouth hung open. Her toes began to curl as I felt the pressure build in her pussy. I moved a second finger to accompany the first and almost instantly her eyes flung open in surprise as she let out a cry that did things to my insides before her hips began to thrash about wildly. Only when she was almost kneeling in front of me did I lean down, my teeth grabbing onto her earlobe and tugging it slightly. “Good girl.”
Five
Hadley
Thesoundsofthestorm wake me from my sleep as the wind howls loudly, I roll over and sigh as I stare at the ceiling. The events of the night before continue to play in my mind.
The way he had made me cum, the way his hands felt against me.
I turn my head and see the time, it’s seven in the morning and I let out a sad sigh. Pulling off the sheet I drag myself out of bed and into the bathroom. I stare at myself in the mirror fora moment.Fuck Hadley, you’re such a slut,I tell myself before I begin getting ready for the day. My stomach rumbled with hunger but the idea of eating in this goddamn small room again made me angry. The sleeping man, the same man I grew up with and who had protected me as a child, the same man I had fallen for when I was a young teen, in the bed in the next room would never allow it. I need to get out of here, even if it’s the last fucking thing I do.
I slip out of the bathroom, trying not to make a sound, but my attempts are futile.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Rhett mumbles, his voice thick with sleep. I let out a grunt of frustration and look back at him.
“I’m sick of being a prisoner in this room, I want to go and eat breakfast,” I place my hands on my hips and he chuckles darkly at me.
