Reaching out, I thread my hands into Ruby’s hair.
“You gonna keep me waiting, little one?” I grate out.
It’s impossible to miss that her hands are trembling against me. I know she’s a virgin, she accidentally announced that to me after I fucked her over with her mother—a little reward that I wasn’t expecting after that stunt, but one I’m happy about, nonetheless.
When she still doesn’t move, I lift my other hand and run my thumb along her full bottom lip.
“Anyone ever been inside this pretty little mouth before?”
She shakes her head so slowly and my breath catches in my throat at her admission.
When I looked up from doing that line earlier, the coke assaulting my senses, I thought I was hallucinating as I watched X reach out and fucking touch her. He’s a stupid motherfucker, he’s proven that time and time again, but I didn’t think he’d do something so brazen after I warned him to stay away from her.
My fingers tighten in her hair as my anger returns full force. I might have let her go to the bathroom alone—I’d just watched Willow walk in after all—but maybe she was right to be surprised. I should have fucking escorted her.
I thought she was safe with Willow. I trusted Willow with things that Ruby doesn’t need to know about. Her fucking brother though, not a fucking chance.
My knuckles ache as I tighten my fists again, moving her closer to where I need her.
“I’m not going to wait all fucking night.”
I feel like a prick, but I can’t help it. I fucking need her just as much as I need the memory of him touching her out of my head.
My words spur her on because she tugs at the fabric around my hips and allows them to drop down my legs and my cock to bob in front of her.
She gasps before her tongue sneaks out and runs across her bottom lip where my thumb just was.
Cupping her chin, I tilt her head up so she’s forced to look into my eyes.
“Don’t stop until I’m coming down your throat, little one. You owe me.”
She swallows nervously and my grip tightens as my thumb caresses her cheek.
“As long as you don’t use your teeth, trust me, you can’t fuck this up.”
She nods and I release her. She stares at me for another second before focusing back on my cock.
Her hand burns and I suck in a sharp breath as she takes me in her small fist.
“Fuck,” I grunt as she begins to jack me. “Ruby, I need—” A groan rips from my lips as she leans forward and licks at my tip. “Fuck, yeah. That.”
At my reaction, she gets braver, licking at me and gently sucking me into her hot little mouth.
It’s fucking mind-blowing but the second she properly sucks me past her lips and to the back of her mouth my knees almost give out.
My fingers tighten in her hair as I try to stop myself from thrusting even farther and forcing myself down her throat.
I watch her as she pulls off me, her cheeks hollowed as she sucks on me, her eyes locked on mine, and her lipstick smeared over both of us.
“You need to remember this the next time you let someone else touch you.”
She shakes her head, wanting to argue with me but I don’t give her the chance to pull away and say anything. It wouldn’t matter even if she did. X isn’t exactly the kind of guy who waits to be asked before he takes what he wants.
He and I have been in competition for years. It’s turned ugly more than once, and I know he wouldn’t bat an eyelid to try to take Ruby from me. Anything to hurt me, to look like the big man in front of his boys.
I shake my head, forcing the thoughts out. I don’t need to think about any of it. I’m not here for them. My time with them was severed the second Mom’s eyes closed that day and my life here officially ended.
Needing more, I forget about my earlier promise to myself not to push her and I flex my hips until the tip of my cock fills her throat.
She gags and splutters around my length, and I let up a little.
“You want me, little one. You gotta take what I give.”
She nods at me and eagerly sucks me back into her mouth.
She takes me deeper this time, relaxing her muscles and giving me everything her innocent little mouth can manage.
The image of her before me, the heat of both her mouth and hand, and I’m racing toward my release sooner than I’d like.
“Ruby,” I groan, my eyes locked on her bobbing up and down on my length. It’s the only warning she’s going to get. If she wanted a nice boy who would pull out, then she should be sucking one of the posh boys from Rosewood, not this scumbag from the backstreets of Seattle.
“Shit, fuck,” I bark a second before my cock jerks in her mouth and my fingers tighten in her hair as I empty myself down her throat, just like I promised I would.
The second I pull out of her mouth, I slide my hands around her waist and lift her into me, slamming my lips down on her and wrapping her legs around my waist.
I can taste myself on her tongue, but it doesn’t put me off one bit, if anything, it just reminds me of what she just did and ensures my cock doesn’t stay soft for long.
“You like sucking my cock, little one?” I groan, my words getting lost in our kiss.
“Ashton,” she moans before sucking my bottom lip into her mouth and biting down hard. The taste of copper fills my mouth.
“You,” I spit, narrowing my eyes at her. “You just fucking drew blood.”
“Yeah?” she asks, a smirk pulling at her lips. “What the fuck are you going to do about it?”
“Oh.” I chuckle. “You have no fucking idea.”
She squeals as I launch her at the bed before the sound of my name echoes around the silent apartment as I walk out of the bedroom, leaving her alone.
“Where the hell are you going?”
I grab a bottle I’d left on the side, twist the top, and throw it somewhere as I make my way back to the bedroom.
My steps falter when I find her still naked in the middle of my bed. She watches me as I lift the neck of the bottle to my lips and swallow down a generous shot.
The high I’d found tonight is long gone and I need it back. I need everything I can get my hands on right now if I’m going to attempt to forget about what tomorrow is going to bring.
“You gonna share or do I have to watch you drink it all,” Ruby sasses, her eyes running down the length of me and locking on my cock which is once again standing at attention for her.
Walking over, I hand her the bottle before crawling onto the bed at her feet and pushing her ankles wide.
She’s clearly not expecting that because in her shock, vodka spills from the bottle and drops onto her chest. Leaning forward, I lick up her breast, collecting up the trail of liquid as I do.
“Oh God,” she moans, dropping the bottle to the bed to give me better access to her body. It’s at that moment I realize she’s more dangerous than the alcohol in her hand or the blow I snorted earlier. She’s the exact fucking distraction I need, and I’m fully prepared to make use of every second of her tonight.
I continue licking at her, sucking her sensitive skin into my mouth and nipping at her until she’s covered in little red marks. Finally, I suck one of her nipples into my mouth and tug hard as she arches off the bed.
“Ashton,” she cries, her fingers tightening in my hair, holding me to her. I sink my teeth into her, and she squeals as if she’s already close from this alone.