This was her place, one she didn’t have to share with some prick that had her walking around on eggshells, fearful of making the slightest mistake. This was her safe haven and I fucking adored Ruby for giving her that.
A little after midnight and with only two boxes left of nothing more than clothes my sister would donate, we said our goodbyes and descended the stairs that led to the parking lot below.
My girl was a little drunk, I could tell by the way she was talking a mile a minute. It was adorable, like a complete recap of the night I’d just witnessed, but I did nothing to stop her.
I helped her up into the passenger seat, buckled her belt for her, and ensured she was safely tucked inside before I shut the door and walked to my side. Climbing up myself, I closed the door and placed the key in the ignition. I attempted to buckle my belt but was abruptly stopped by Ruby crawling toward me and straddling my lap. The skirt she had on now rode up her hips, her lace panties on full view.
“Look at you.” I smiled up at her, placing my palms against her bare thighs. “You feeling good?”
“Better in a few minutes,” she cooed, biting her lower lip. Gliding her palms over my chest, she paused at the waistband of my jeans, her fingers tugging at the button and zipper.
“Ruby.” I looked around the parking lot to ensure we didn’t have an audience and was happy to see it was black. We were tucked back in a corner, one side of my truck lining the fence and the streetlight above had fizzled out. We were somewhat secluded but I still felt like maybe I shouldn’t allow this to happen. She was drunk.
“Jay.” She giggled, still working my pants free.
“We shouldn’t do this here.” If the guys could hear me now I knew without a doubt they’d have a field day. I got it now though, everything felt different when you had a girl you cared about. The idea of anyone seeing us, knowing what we were doing, that was something I wanted to keep for us.
“Your windows are dark.” She kissed the corner of my mouth and stayed close as she kept talking. “I’ve had more fun over the last month that I have had in my entire life. I may be drunk, Jay, but I know what I’m doing. You make me feel so alive, like I can be anything, anyone, and at the end of the day it’s all gonna be okay. I’ve spent so many years trying to please a man that I know now I never will. I’ve lived in a bubble, I’ve ignored every need or want that I have ever felt because it has been pumped into my mind that image is everything. For the first time in my life I’m happy. I wake up every day feeling as though the weight of the world has been lifted and I can enjoy my life.”
Pulling back, she looks at me, I mean really looks. Gone is the glazed over look that she had moments ago.
“I’m buzzed, Jay, but I’m alert. I know what I’m feeling, and tomorrow I’ll remember every second. I’ll recall all my words and all my choices.”
Hooking her hands beneath the hem of her shirt, slowly she lifted it over her head and laid it on the seat beside us.
“I know what I’m doing.” She kissed me softly. “And I want you.”
Without giving me any time to respond, she slid forward and kissed me harder. The way she was moving her hips against me I was thrown back to only a few nights ago when she woke me in the middle of the night. Slowing taking me inside of her, a soft moan released into the darkness of the room as she rode me to completion. My sweet little vixen had been unleashed.
“Don’t make me stop, Jay,” she whispered near my ear, just before licking the side of my neck. “Be free with me.” Again she moved her hips, thrusting herself against my erection. “I want this, I need this.”
Exhaling slowly, I pushed past the desire to feel like the responsible one.
Looking at her, her hair wild and free around her face, her pink lacy bra only inches from my eyes, something inside me shifted.
Hooking the left strap, I pulled it over her shoulder and down her arm. I kept my eyes on hers and I moved my face closer and licked along the swell of her chest. She breathed in deep, smiling down at me. I popped her nipple free from its cage and took it into my mouth, making her moan and thrust her hips once more.
I had no idea what skills I possessed until I used one hand to push down my jeans and free a condom from my wallet, all while I continued to assault her nipple, before moving over to the next.
The windows in my truck were fogging up, which I was thankful for. Ruby was mine, and no one got to see what was mine.
Sheathed, I held my cock in my hand and waited for her to rise up and move her body over mine. Just before she lowered her pussy over me I glided my finger along her slit and she was so fucking wet and ready I had to concentrate on not coming right then.
Hovering over me, Ruby moved her hips just enough that my cock glided over her and she whimpered, which again made it real damn hard not to thrust upward and drive myself inside
