Forty

Ruby

Without thinking, I slung my hand over his shoulder and pulled him closer so that our lips were a few inches away from each other. As each second passed, my heart rate increased with anticipation, my belly felt squirmish and after some time, I couldn’t take the suspense Adonis was trying to create.

So, I made the first move.

I smashed my lips against his and as I relished the warmth of our contact, my legs wrapped around his waist. So our groins were joined and I could feel a certain force against my centre. The mere thought of seeing him bare made my head fly but that didn’t stop me from letting him bite softly into my lower lip, a move that dragged a satisfied moan out of me.

As his skillfulness mixed with the intensity of the moment, I began to feel new things. While his hand did not fail to join the party, my body began to feel as though it was being set ablaze, but in a good way. And for some reason, I kept bucking my hips to gain more friction against his lower region.

Actually, doing that made me feel so good and it made me wonder if I’ll feel even more amazing if Adonis’s hands go down there.

“I knew it…” Adonis’s croaky voice snapped me out of my building fantasies and before I could ask the question on the tip of my lips, his huge hand cupped my left breast through the gown, and without a pause, his tongue licked my erect nipple through the thin material.

A sound of surprise escaped me and his eyes met mine. And without disrupting our eye contact, he took my bud into his mouth again, and this time, he did more sucking than licking. And I tell you, my hips kept meeting his growing hardness which wasn't helping matters.

My mind ran wild as the feeling that was attached to the whole situation was beginning to surpass my expectation. I held on to his shoulders as firmly as I could when his lips found my neck. Without mercy, he planted invoking kisses here and there. At some point, he took my soft skin in between his teeth and bit me in a way that ensured that my breathing rate became haggard.

“I think I am doing a good job of convincing you so far,” Adonis said against my neck when he put a pause to his torturing tactics. With a smirk, he looked up at me and asked, “Or are you still not convinced?”

My lips quivered as I attempted to reply to him. His actions were having an intense effect on me, so I am beyond convinced.

In fact, I want more.

I want to feel more. I want his lips on my nipples without my hospital gown in the way. I want him to touch my bare skin with his bare hands.

I want to feel him, I want to run my hands through his skin.

I just want him, so bad.

That’s how I felt at that moment and after the poem I just recited in my head, I am going to make sure I get more.

“Adonis…” I gently called him and he gave me all his attention.

“Yes, Peanut?”

I took a deep breath to stabilise my disorientated self. “I want you to make me feel good. Very good.”

"That can be arranged."

Oh God, the way his voice became a tone thicker is got to drive me crazy.

So, so crazy.

I was still drowning in the effect his voice had on me when I felt my back being lifted off the bed. Before I knew it, Adonis was in a sitting position and I was straddling him in a way that ensured I felt how hard he was.

Is it safe to say that I find it accomplishing that I made him become that way without trying hard? 'Cause I do find it accomplishing.

As I placed my tiny hands on his broad shoulders and made our eyes connect, he smiled and said with the laziest voice ever, "It is very simple, Ruby. All you have to do is follow my lead. Okay?"

I nodded without hesitation.

His smile unfailing, Adonis's hands began to tour my body in a likeable way. His fingers on both hands traced down my arms slowly, causing the hairs on my skin to stand in reaction.

"Hmm," he moaned when he reached out to sniff my collar blade in a way that had my breathing racing again. As hot air from his nostrils tickled my skin, after his touch caressed my thighs hotly and he shifted my gown upwards, his hands went to my waist and with a gentle grip, he held on to both sides.

Then, like a music conductor, he began to direct my lower body to slowly slide over him.

"Adonis..." My gasp was like a whisper because it was hard to ignore how amazing the contact felt.

"Just relax, Peanut. Just relax," he mumbled into my ear before his head slightly nudged mine to the side to give him better access to my earlobe which he took in between his teeth and teased with the tip of his tongue simultaneously.

At the same time, his hold on my hips was gaining some rhythm. It was creating a slow dance that ensured that something more than the so-called butterflies began to fly within me.

I believe I could call the feeling inside me pleasure.

I let out a moan here and a wince there as my feelings began to get tangled. One minute, I felt really good, the next, I felt ticklish, and then I begin to feel really, really needy.

"That's it, Ruby..." Adonis managed to say beneath his roughened breath as I pressed into him a little more. "That's it..."

I noticed a twinkle in his eyes and I smiled. It seemed I was not the only one feeling pleasantly tortured.

As the upper part of my body blended with the sensual moves, I moved my hands to his chest which felt so good to touch. And without bothering to ask, I took my hands to the end of his shirt and snuck them up and onto his skin which for the love of man felt very warm.

I wrapped my arms around his bare skin and I continued enjoying the results of letting Adonis Klaus do things to me.

Then, as though a disaster hit me, my closed eyes snapped open because Adonis put a stop to everything.

With questioning eyes, I watched him while he silently communicated something to me.

I didn't understand what his eyes were saying but I eventually knew what he planned to do when his fingers found a way to trace to the front of my panties. That action of his made me realise I was wet.

I was already imagining Adonis placing me on the bed, kneeling in front of me, and getting rid of that wetness when his fingers retracted and he said, "We should get you home.".

"But-"

"Let's save the rest for another time, Ruby. But till then, I'll give you a little assignment," he said with a teasing tone.

"What assignment?" I managed to ask when his hands began to trail the skin of my thighs. That touch was doing more than jolting my soul, it was creating more juiciness between my legs.

"It is very simple." One of his hands swept my hair to the side and he planted a simple kiss on the nape of my neck. "When you get on your bed tonight, think of me touching you, kissing you, making you feel good and while you do that, I want you to feel yourself."

"Feel myself?"

"I want you to discover what you like when it comes to being touched. Touch yourself anywhere, Ruby. And let me know later what you'd like me to do to make you feel even better."

" But-"

" Trust me, Ruby," he said convincingly.

And I replied without haste, " Okay." After swallowing hard and getting off his provocative hardness, I said quietly, "Please drop me off at home."

"It would be stupid of me to do otherwise." He reached for my clothes and passed them to me before leaving the room so I could change.

Call me indecisive, but as I put on my jeans, a move that reminded me how sensitive I was, I began to regret telling him to make me feel good.

I have never done something like that before and trust me, I always imagined my time with a guy to be a very simple one. But I can tell that with Adonis, nothing will be simple.

Nothing. My safety is not even guaranteed.

But he is right, some risks are worth taking and even though a little part of me wants to regret being with him, I'll end up loving the risk more than hating it.

~

Adonis dropped me off at a distance not so far from my father's house but it took me a while to get there as the monologue I was having in my head kept stalling me.

Why was I having a monologue?

Because I am still freaking stuck between the regret and risk thing!

And despite the number of times I kept telling myself that I would indeed love the risk, I couldn't help but continue citing the pros and cons of the whole situation.

Do I like the man? Yes

Is it risky to like the man? Yes

Is the man way older than me? Yes

Does that matter? It's just weird to me, you know.

"What on earth are you thinking about?" My Dad's voice snapped me out of the drama in my head.

"Uh... Dad, you are around."

He moved closer to me and slung his arm over my shoulder in a loving manner. "Dear Daughter, you are not thinking about a boy, are you?"

"What?" I chuckled nervously because I knew that things would go wrong if I give an honest reply. "I was thinking about the assignment I am having issues with. What boy? What are boys?"

He smiled grandly at me and looked ahead as we both took similar steps toward the house.

"So, do you know that Clara girl?"

" Yes." I let out a deep sigh. I had totally forgotten about the girl who almost ruined my life. "We are not friends though, but she seemed nice."

" Apparently she wasn't nice. She is still under police hold. So, do you want to see her?"

I shrugged. "Maybe. I would like to know why she did it."

" I'll come to pick you up after school tomorrow and maybe we can go for some ice cream after."

That brought a smile to my face. " That would be nice, Dad. That would be very nice."

He gave me light taps on my shoulder as we walked.  And for some minutes, thankfully, I ceased to think about Adonis. And I appreciated those few minutes because that man makes me crazy.