A Very Grumpy Biker, page 3
Ruby responds eagerly, her arms wrapping around my neck as if she can’t get enough of me. I pull back slightly, my eyes searching her face, needing to make sure she’s still certain about this. Her eyes are alight with desire, her breathing still ragged, and I see the truth reflected there.
With a final nod of understanding, I lower my lips to her neck, nibbling gently on the delicate skin. Her body shivers under my touch, and I can feel her heart racing, matching my own.
As I continue to explore her neck and shoulders, she moans softly, her hands threading through my hair, pulling me closer. I can see the desire in her eyes, the yearning that she’s been keeping hidden. It’s time to show her how much she means to me.
I push at her pants, but she pushes my hands away and takes over. I kick off my shoes and pull everything else off, desperate to have her naked against my skin. When we’re both naked, I guide her to the bed, my lips never leaving her skin. She’s trembling beneath me, but there’s a fire in her eyes that tells me she’s ready for what’s to come. I’m trembling, too, but for a different reason.
I need to be gentle with her, to show her the depth of my feelings for her, and to make sure she knows I want more than just one night. I pull Ruby over me, wanting to watch her as she takes her pleasure from me. Ruby protests at first, her face a mask of worry, but I pull her over me.
“You’re perfect, Ruby, in every way. From these beautiful, full breasts to the ass that has held my attention for way too long, and up to your face that keeps appearing in my dreams. Every inch of you is perfect.” I tell her, my hands on her face again. “You’re beautiful. Don’t doubt that.”
Ruby takes a deep breath, her eyes still clouded with uncertainty, but she nods. When she leans over to kiss me, I wrap my hands around her ass, grinding up into the wet heat hidden between her thighs. I want to bury myself inside of her instantly, want to just take her and show her she’s mine.
We’re in this room together, the storm still raging outside, yet nothing else seems to matter. Every thought and feeling is focused on this moment, on her, and on what we’re about to do. I want to be gentle, to show her everything she deserves and needs.
My heart is pounding in my chest, my breathing ragged, and I can tell she’s feeling the same. I want to kiss her and taste her, but I don’t. I want to make sure she knows that I’m not just in this for the pleasure but for the connection, for the love.
For now, I let her explore my chest. Her hands glide down my abdomen, making my hips jerk up into her soft folds. Ruby gasps, her eyes going wide, and I know I’ve hit her clit. She likes that, I think, with a smile of satisfaction.
She moves her body, her right hand following the arch of my muscles down my hips and to my length pierced through the tip with a barbell and beads on each end. I’m about to pull her up, bend her over the bed, and plunge into her. I can’t take much more of this.
Breath hisses between my lips, and my eyes fly open when her lips close around the tip. “Fuck, stop, Ruby. That’s going to ruin it for both of us if you make me come in your mouth. That’s not where I want to come.”
Her sweet blue eyes get wider, and her lips purse into an ‘O’. “I’m sorry, was it bad?”
I frown, shaking my head. “No, Ruby. It felt too good.”
“I didn’t know you could get this kind of piercing,” she says, intrigued with the jewelry that will soon be stroking her inner walls if I’m lucky.
“I’ve had it a few years now. You’ll like it,” I promise, but she looks suddenly worried, her face turning away from me. “What’s wrong?”
“All these things you keep promising me.” Ruby pauses, her lips pursed, before she looks back at me, her eyes filled with vulnerability. “I’ve never, you know.”
“Never what?” I asked, my brows pulling together. Surely, she didn’t mean...? “You’ve never been with a man like me? You’ve never been with a man with a Prince Albert piercing?”
“No. I’ve never,” she paused to clear her throat, but I think it was a nervous gesture. “You know. Any of it. I’ve never been with anyone before. At all. What if I’m bad at it?”
Something starts to swell in my chest, and I think it’s the very profound thing she’s just said. She’s a virgin? And she wants her first time to be with me? My heart swells with love and gratitude. It suddenly hits me that I have to be extra careful and patient with her. I don’t want to rush her or scare her off.
“Ruby, it’s okay. I won’t rush you. I’ll be gentle, and we’ll take it slow. And you won’t be bad at it, I promise,” I reassure her with a soft smile. Her eyes meet mine, and I can see her slowly letting go of her fears.
Ruby nods, accepting what I’ve said, and I gently roll her over. I wanted to let her impale herself on me, to take what she wanted from me, but this needs to go slower if she’s a virgin. I kneel over her, my fingers on her lips before I move down to her dark nipples, which are calling out for my attention.
They’re thick, tight with desire, and I hum with enjoyment as I suck on the right one. Ruby’s reaction is immediate, her hips surging up as her hands bury into my hair. I focus on that for now, but my hand slides down the mound of her stomach to dip into her folds.
I let her nipple go and look up into her eyes as she gasps and moans beneath me. She’s getting there, but she isn’t ready yet. I want her absolutely gone for me when I sink into her tight, virginal hole.
I can tell we’re close now, but I need to be patient. Ruby’s body is trembling beneath me, her hands gripping my hair tightly as I continue to tease her. Her moans grow louder, her breaths becoming shallower, and I know she’s about to reach the edge. But I won’t let her fall over yet.
I pull back, my lips leaving her nipple with a soft pop. Ruby’s eyebrows furrow in confusion and frustration, but her body is still quivering with arousal. I lean in closer, my lips brushing against her ear. “You’re so close, Ruby. I can feel it. But I need to be sure you’re truly ready for this.”
She tries to say something, but all that comes out is a whimper as I run my fingers down her body, from her chest to her hips and then to the wet folds made scorching hot by her desire. She arches her back, pushing herself closer to me, but I resist, my hands gently teasing her.
“I know you want it, Ruby, but I need to make sure you’re really ready for this,” I whisper, my breath warm against her delicate skin.
Her hips buck, seeking the release she craves, but I continue to deny her, moving down her body with slow, sensual strokes of my fingers and my tongue until I reach the very heart of her passion. I can feel her heartbeat pulsing through her flesh, matching the rhythm of the throbbing need between her legs. The scent of her arousal fills my nostrils, intoxicating me as I gaze upon her beauty.
“Please,” she moans, the word barely audible above the pounding of my heart.
I smile, knowing I have her right where I want her. With a groan of satisfaction, I plunge my tongue deep into her core, savoring the taste of her desire as her body convulses beneath me. When my tongue travels up to flick at her clit, she cries out in pleasure, her fingers digging into my hair as I continue to tease her.
Her hips dance against my face, her panting pleas not phasing me. I want her to crave me, to need me, to understand that I will give her the ultimate pleasure and the ultimate connection. As she trembles, I glance up at her, looking into her eyes, her pupils dilated, her cheeks flushed, her lips swollen from my attention. Her eyes are on fire, and she’s watching me suck her clit with hungry need.
Her tongue reaches out, wets her dry lips, her eyes urging me to give her more. I smile against her wet skin and plunge my middle finger inside of her. It’s tight, hot, so fucking tight, but she’s almost there. Her thighs clamp around my head as her head goes back on my pillow, her back arching as a deep, guttural sound starts in her chest.
As her body starts to quiver, Ruby lets out a primal sound that makes my hard length throb harder, eager to plunge into the silky depths clamping around my finger. If she’s tight around one finger, she’s going to be as tight as a vise around me.
I keep sucking and flicking at her clit until she pushes my head away. I move over her, wiping at my lips and chin as I looked down at her face. She’s blissed out, but her hands are on my back, pulling me closer as her legs wrap around my waist.
“Are you ready, Ruby?” I ask, hovering over her. I want her to say it. Her hungry blue eyes open to look into mine, and she nods.
“Do it, Ransom. Make me yours,” she pleads, and I nod.
I take my length in my hand and guide it to her entrance. I let out a low groan as the tip slides in, my fingers digging into the sheets as I feel myself slide further into her. Ruby moves, pushing her hips up, taking more of me inside.
She’s still hesitant, her eyes searching mine, but I can see the desire and trust slowly building. I lift my head, my lips brushing against her ear. “You’re everything I’ve ever wanted. I’ll protect you forever.”
Ruby closes her eyes, her body trembling as she starts to move. I watch her, waiting until she’s making those beautiful noises again before I plunge in deep, breaking past that point that might be painful for her. Her nails dig into my back, and she gasps out in pain, but it’s not a scream. I let her get used to me, let her get used to having something inside of her before I pull back, then thrust back into her.
I’m taking it slow, as I promised, but it’s driving me wild. The sight of her glistening folds, the way she clings to me, the sounds she’s making as I fill her up...it’s all so intense. I want to be gentle, but I’m losing control a little bit. Ruby’s panting, her eyes locked on mine, her lips parted as she moans my name.
“Ransom...please,” she begs, her hands snaking down to grip my hips, urging me deeper into her. I oblige, sinking into her again, feeling her body tighten around me. She’s holding on tight, her muscles clenching and releasing as I thrust in and out of her. She’s so wet, so hot, and I can feel her pulsing around me, her desire matching my own.
“Ruby, you feel so good,” I groan, my hips moving faster, the pleasure so intense that I can’t hold back any longer. Ruby’s hips are bucking up to meet me, her eyes locked on mine as I thrust deep inside of her.
“Show me, Ransom. Show me what it feels like,” she urges, and I can’t resist any longer. I thrust harder, faster, as she pants up to me. “Don’t stop, Ransom. Please don’t stop.”
I move inside of her, my hips moving faster and harder, taking us both higher, until the bliss breaks over me and my hips grind to a halt. My back arches as I pulse deep inside of her, my release the most powerful I’ve ever experienced.
I groan into her ear, my skin hot against hers, as she holds me tight. When the pulsing stops, when I can breathe again, I roll away from her, pulling her into my arms. She might not know it, but she’s mine now. I’ll find a way to make sure of that, one way or another.
SIX
Ruby
I’m happy for all of two seconds when I wake up in Ransom’s bed the next morning. Then I open my eyes, and reality sets in. I realize that I just made a big mistake in about a second, and then panic starts to set in.
What the hell was I thinking? Wolf Valley is tiny. I’m going to have to see Ransom every single day. There’s no way that I’ll be able to avoid him.
What do I do now? Tell him this was just a one-time thing and ignore my feelings for him? That didn’t work so well the first time, and my feelings have only grown since we slept together.
I can’t date him, though. I just can’t, no matter how much I might want to. It would never work between us, and when we broke up, I would be devastated. and I’d have to watch him move on to someone else. I think that might kill me. It’s better to end things before I fall for him even more.
The best course of action is probably just to ignore him. I should just pretend that nothing happened between us and that I’m not in love with him. If I play it off like it was just some fun and I’ve moved on, maybe it won’t hurt as bad. Maybe I could even convince myself that it’s the truth.
I scoot to the edge of the bed slowly, careful not to wake him up. My clothes are in a pile on the floor, and I scoop them up and tiptoe out of his room. I can’t resist taking one last look at him before I close the door after me.
He’s lying on his back, one arm stretched out like he’s reaching for me, and I swallow, blinking back tears as I force myself to close the door and put last night behind me.
I get dressed in his living room and then dial Cameron. She answers on the third ring and I send up a silent thank you. I really didn’t want to walk all the way back to town.
“Hello?” She asks sleepily, and I wince.
“Hey, sorry to wake you. Are you feeling any better?”
“Yeah, a lot better. I think it must have been food poisoning. Where are you?” She asks, her voice groggy.
“That’s actually why I’m calling. Can you pick me up?”
“Sure. From where?”
“Ransom’s house,” I admit, and that statement is met with stunned silence.
“You slept with him?” She hisses. “It’s about time!”
“Can you come get me? Like now? I’ll talk to you then.”
“I’m on my way.”
“Thanks.”
We hang up, and I make my way to the front door and outside. I glance over when I hear a door close, and my stomach sinks when I see my boss standing there.
“Hey, Ruby,” Ford says, like it’s totally normal for me to be coming out of Ransom’s house.
“Morning,” I say weakly.
“Where’s Ransom?” He asks, glancing back at the dark house.
“Uh, he’s still sleeping.”
Cameron’s old car pulls into the driveway, and I almost sprint towards her.
“See you at the diner!” I call to Ford.
“Wait!” He calls, but I’m already hopping into Cameron’s car.
“Go!” I shout, and she takes off.
Ford yells after us, running into Ransom’s driveway, and I slouch down in my seat as we turn out onto the road.
“Um, what’s going on?” Cameron asks after a minute, and I sigh.
“I slept with Ransom last night,” I tell her.
“And it wasn’t good?” She asks.
“It was amazing.”
“Then why are you sneaking out?”
“I can’t be with him.”
“Why not?”
“I just don’t want to be with him. I don’t want to date.”
“Why? I mean, if you’re worried about Ransom, you don’t need to be. That man is obsessed with you.”
“Why don’t you date Ford then?” I counter. “He’s head over heels in love with you.”
“He’s my boss.”
“So? I’m sure that he’d make an exception to the employee fraternization rule if it was for you.”
“It’s just not a good idea,” she says vaguely.
“Okay, well, me and Ransom isn’t a good idea either.”
She seems to want to argue, but I think she knows I can just point the argument back to her and Ford.
We pull up outside of our house and head inside in silence.
“Are you working today?” Cameron asks, and I nod.
“Yeah, I picked up Sharon’s morning shift today. I’m going to shower and then head in for my shift.”
“I’ll see you later then. I start at eleven.”
I nod and head into my room to grab my uniform. I take a quick shower and then get dressed. Cameron is in her room when I come out and call out a goodbye before I rush out the door and down the street toward Nosh.
I have a feeling that Ransom will be coming by to see me sooner rather than later, and I need to be mentally ready for that. I don’t think that he’s going to let me go that easily and I know that I need to be convincing if I’m going to push him away.
I just wish that I didn’t have to.
SEVEN
Ransom
When I first wake up alone, I assume that last night with Ruby was just a very real feeling dream. Then I smell her sweet lemon scent on the sheets and realize it was real.
I smile as I sit up in bed and look around for her.
“Ruby?” I call as I start to climb out of bed.
The house is quiet, and I frown. Is she in the bathroom?
I head over and frown when I see the door wide open and the lights off. Maybe she woke up early and went to explore the house. Except, I notice that her clothes are gone.
“Wait!” Ford yells outside, and I pull on my clothes from last night and race outside.
“What’s going on?” I ask him, and he turns to me.
“Ruby just left with Cameron,” he tells me, and my stomach drops.
“Damn it!”
“I tried to stop them.”
Why did she leave? Last night was amazing. We connected on every level. I thought we were over all of this, but I’m guessing she had second thoughts when she woke up this morning.
I’ll just have to show her that she was wrong to have doubts and that we’re perfect together.
“She works today, right?” I ask Ford, and he nods.
“Yeah, she picked up a shift so she opens. Unless she switched shifts with Cameron.”
I nod.
“I’ll see you at Nosh soon, then,” I tell him before I head back inside to get ready.
I stomp inside and into my room. When I see the messy bed, I get even more pissed. I can’t believe that she snuck out. I thought we were making progress, but now it feels like we’re back at square one, maybe even worse than that.
I’ll just have to talk some sense into her.
I take a shower and get dressed quickly. It’s still early enough that the diner is just starting to open up. I decide to go to her house first in case she took today off. I hop on my bike and take off.
