Free Revealing Ruby by Lavinia Kent Page A

grew and grew.
    Damn. She was not going to give in this easily.
    Locking her legs tight, she brought her head up again until she was eye to eye with him, or at least eye to chin. She glanced up and caught his hooded gaze, looked deep into those dark orbs. No, he was not in control either.
    She held herself just at the tip of his arousal, seeing lines of need strain his face.
    Lowering herself an inch, she watched the play of pleasure upon his face, the spread of lips, the inhale of breath, the dilation of pupils. She lowered herself slightly, clenching her inner muscles until they gripped him hard. She slid farther, eased up. Clenched again. Shifting her hips slightly she angled forward until he rubbed against that magic spot he’d hit with his finger. There. Just there. How had she never found that before?
    She tightened again, pressing him hard against the front of her channel.
    God, that was good. She slid up and down, finding her own pattern, her own music, but watching his face for every nuance of desire. Yes, he liked that. She sped up. He liked that even more. Fast. Tight. Fast. Tight. Stop. Hold. Hold. God, it was hard, when all she wanted was to sink down hard, again and again, until she couldn’t take it a moment more.
    She saw him swallow, watched his breath catch. He was fighting it too, now. She picked up the pace again, slammed herself hard against him, feeling every nerve in her body alight.
    And then one of his hands pinched tight at her nipple as the other slipped from her hip to between her legs, his fingers seeking and finding that other bundle of pleasure.
    He rubbed against her clit and then circled, rubbed again, trapping it between his thumb and forefinger.
    She could feel the pinch coming, knew he meant to take her over first.
    She pressed down again, then drew up, tightening herself with everything she had, feeling the ridge outlining the head of his penis press against her muscles. She loosened and then clenched again tight, again and again.
    She felt his indrawn breath, saw his eyes grow wide.
    And then the pinch, hard tight, but so, so good.
    It was impossible to hold back. It rose within her, contracting muscles of its own volition. She was lost.
    But then, so was he.
    His hips lifted from the tub, his back arched. A roar left his lips, filling the small chamber.
    Her own cry, higher, shriller, matched his, as her body arched and every muscle in her convulsed about her core—and him.
    With one last cry she collapsed against him, cocooned against his strength.
    —
    The water was getting cold. They would have to move soon, but perhaps not quite yet. Tepid, perhaps he could pretend it was only tepid. He’d washed with plenty of tepid water onboard ship. Hell, he’d washed with water that still had ice floating in it, but on those occasions he hadn’t had a warm female body pressed against him, a body that made him all too aware of the growing chill of the water.
    He should move. He really should.
    A soft purr sounded against his chest as Ruby snuggled closer. Her full lips brushed against the scattering of hairs, sending shivers through him. He could have pretended it was the water, but he knew the truth.
    It was the woman, the little madame, who affected him so strongly.
    This was not how it was supposed to be. A quick fuck or two and he was gone. That was how he lived.
    He certainly did not spend time with women cuddling against his chest. If that was what he wanted he’d find a wife—something he had no intention of doing.
    With some effort—he didn’t have a muscle that wanted to move—he reached out and stroked one of her damp, curling strands. So soft, so smooth. He twined it about his finger. He could hold her like this forever.
    Blast. He shoved his legs against the end of the tub, taking her with him.
    Then, bending his knees, he pushed to standing, lifting her along.
    Her legs stretched down to the floor and her slick body slid against his. She groaned in protest.
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