by Calinda B
“I think my father knew about your mother,” Ruby told him. “I think he tried to protect her from the people who took her. I think she’d been targeted, as was Emma, because of what they could do. I’ve tried checking other kidnapping cases and those two are the most identical that have a lot of cross pieces, but there is also a missing persons case about two years ago. While it doesn’t seem as if the woman missing got taken from anywhere near the yoga studio, she did take classes there. So far, my investigation hasn’t turned up anything strange about her other than she too used to be at the studio very early before classes started. I think the people doing the kidnappings are very connected and covering their tracks. I say they because both Todd and my father were attacked by three people and they left money in their bank accounts to incriminate them in the kidnapping.”
“Wow! This is some shit.” He reached for her hand on the couch and wound their fingers together. “I’m sorry. I was an angry, stupid kid. I shouldn’t have cut you out of my life. I regret that,” Lucian said, gently squeezing her hand.
Ruby’s skin tingled and warmed as an unexplainable current traveled throughout her entire body—a feeling she remembered she used to get as a kid whenever he touched her, but twice as strong. She smiled at him then got serious again. “I think if they ever find out about you, you could be a target too.”
“There’s no way whoever the kidnappers are could know about me. I’m not sure how they knew about my mother or Emma, but I never talk about the things I can do. And, to be honest, I can’t do that much. All I really do is open and slam doors. Turn on a few lights.” He grinned. “I try not to be too lazy and get my ass up to get something across the room.”
Ruby frowned. “It’s possible that the only reason you haven’t already been targeted is because you haven’t had training. I need your help. I need to set a trap for these kidnappers. I need you to talk to the owners of the ballet studio. They might not talk honestly with me, but they might talk to you.”
Lucian shook his head. “Hell no. I’m not taking ballet.”
She chuckled. “You won’t be taking a ballet class. I want you to get trained. I’m hoping if you tell them who you are, who your mother was, they’d understand why you’re there.”
“Makes sense. I’ll do it. But I want something in return.”
She noticed he had yet to release her hand. Her heart did that funny racing thing again. “What?”
“I’m sorry. Forgive me. I should have never cut you out of my life.”
7
Lucian could only pray Ruby would accept his apology. He’d treated her, and her father, unjustly. As if they were responsible for the death of the most important person in his life. If everything Ruby said was true, and he believed it all, he’d been horribly wrong.
Losing his mother had been devastating as a teenager. Way too young, he’d had no idea how he was supposed to respond. His father bottled all his emotions up and had been zero help. So, Lucian allowed grief and anger to guide his actions.
Without a doubt, he’d cared for Ruby, even her father. But, after the murder of his mother, caring for her supposed killer and his daughter could not be an option for him. How could he have been so wrong? He knew Henry. He was like family. And, Ruby… she had always meant the world to him. He’d loved her back then, just never acted on it. As he looked into her warm, brown eyes, he realized nothing had changed.
Lucian missed her presence in his life without knowing that he did. With her, he’d been different, and he could be a different man. All his life, he’d never lacked for the attention of women. Never had to put forth much effort to bed a woman. And bedding a woman was all he’d ever wanted to achieve. However, staring into the eyes of his childhood friend, and allowing his gaze to focus on her creamy, copper skin took him to a place he’d never been.
Lucian wasn’t blind. He could see the appreciation for his looks in her glare. It seemed obvious she wasn’t the type of woman that needed to peruse a man. He knew she was single, still, she must be beating them off with a stick.
The last time he saw her they were children. They thought as children and played as children. Now, they were no longer children, and he wanted her. As his eyes roamed the curve of her full breasts to the peak of her budding nipples, he’d never wanted a woman more.
He inhaled the sweet aroma of perfume and scent of a grown woman, and there was nothing he could do to control the monster behind his slacks.
Ruby pulled her hand from his and blinked nervously. The lost connection gave him a chill. He didn’t like it.
“I… Lucian, I do accept your apology. I just want to get to the bottom of the kidnappings and the killings.”
She stood and wiped imaginary wrinkles from her shorts. A strange and unfamiliar feeling of unease washed over him. He could feel her putting a wall between them.
“Ruby, I—”
“It’s late,” she blurted, cutting him off. “We…we can go over to the studio tomorrow and register—”
He stood and grabbed the same hand she’d pulled away. She stopped talking. He placed her hand on his chest. He used the other to grab her waist and pull her close to him.
“I’ve missed you, Ruby. I fucked up. I know that. But, you’ve always been very important to me. Seeing you again reminded of that.”
She pushed at his chest. She wanted to put distance between them, but Lucian wouldn’t allow it. The feeling of her soft feminine form against his more solid form felt exquisite.
Lucian lowered his mouth until it rested close to her ear. “Don’t push me away,” he whispered. “Please, don’t do that. I’m not pushing you away. Never again.”
Ruby didn’t verbally respond, but she didn’t pull away either. Instead, her hands relaxed against his chest. Lucian was hopeful. He pushed his lips to the soft spot, just below her earlobe, and kissed her gently. She inhaled a sharp breath. Her chest heaved, melding her breasts to his torso.
“Being this close to you gives me a sense of home I haven’t felt in years. I need to have you. Please, let me have you,” he breathed against her lips.
He pulled her closer as he peppered soft kisses along her neck. The tempo of her rhythmic breathing increased, telling him she wanted him too. He caressed her back as he pecked the same spot below her ear until her breathing became more labored.
“Let me have you,” he echoed his previous demand.
If need be, Lucian would stop and step back. Even though he didn’t want to, he would have no choice. In order to go further, to have her the way he wanted, he needed her consent. He needed the words.
“Ruby, I need—”
“Yes,” she interrupted. Her tone was hoarse and lustful. “Yes, Lucian.”
The shock of her compliance didn’t stop him from lifting her from the floor by her ass and pulling one of her long legs around his hip as he’d wanted to do the moment she’d walked into his office. Thankfully, she acquiesced to his bold move by lifting her other leg and locking her ankles together.
Since Lucian didn’t know her house, he scanned the room for the perfect place to explore every sexy inch of her delectable body. He spied the dining room table. That would do. He gripped her ass and secured her close as he took giant steps across the room. Gently, he placed her on the edge of the table and gripped her beautiful face in his hands.
“You’re even more beautiful,” he said softly.
“No,” she argued, shaking her head. “You’re the one. You’re beautiful.”
He grinned. Unable to remember ever being called beautiful.
“You think I’m beautiful?” he chuckled. “Good looking yeah, but beautiful?”
Ruby snaked her arms around his neck. Her eyes roamed his face. He could see the unmistakable flicker of hunger in her eyes. Hell, maybe to her he was beautiful.
“Oh, yesss,” she purred. “Beautiful.”
She pushed her fingers through his thick hair and ground her warm center against his cock. The moan that escaped from deep down i
n his throat wasn’t expected. Her very touch did things to him. The feeling was foreign to him. When she pushed her plump lips to his, Lucian nearly melted. His own hunger became overwhelming. He caressed the back of her head and eased his tongue past the seam of her soft lips. When she sucked his tongue into her minty mouth and deepened the kiss, his knees went weak.
He didn’t have to speculate whether or not Ruby wanted him. Her body screamed her desire. Her breathing became labored as her chest heaved, allowing her budding nipples to scrape against his shirt-covered chest. Her release of soft moans served as powerful currents, shooting straight to his cock.
With Ruby in his arms and their mouths fused together, Lucian’s emotions flooded with something he recognized as joy. The thought of severing that connection, caused a feeling of dread.
But it had to be done.
He conjured every ounce of self-control within him and tore his lips from hers. Her soft gasp conveyed her disappointment. A combination of desire and need etched across her beautiful face.
“Lucian?” she questioned in a breath, placing her soft hand on his jaw.
She seemed confused but little did she know, he couldn’t get inside of her fast enough. Unfortunately, there were too many barriers between them.
He caressed the hand on his jaw. With his eyes trained on hers, he slid her hand to his lips and placed a gentle kiss to her palm. Releasing her hand, he grabbed the hem of her t-shirt, and pulled it over her head. His dick throbbed when exquisite, brown tits bounced from under the t-shirt. His erection bordered just this side of painful.
“So, lovely,” he whispered as he tossed the cloth to the floor.
A mischievous grin crossed her mouth when her nipples puckered under his intense scrutiny. Ruby lifted her hips from the table as if instructing him to remove her shorts. He acquiesced with a grin of his own and slid the shorts from under her round ass, and down her long legs until they fell to the floor. To Lucian’s delight, Ruby wasn’t wearing panties.
He inhaled at the sight. His eyes roamed the gorgeous, naked body splayed before him on the dining room table. He marveled at just how stunning Ruby was. He had never seen skin so flawless, or curves more enticing. He hurried out of his clothes, in preparation for the full-course meal he would be having on the dining room table.
Lucian felt the heat of Ruby’s gaze as her eyes roamed his nakedness. Her wide-eyed perusal hadn’t gone unnoticed when her beautiful browns landed on his overextended hard-on. He knew that look all too well. He wasn’t a small man and he’d had such reactions before; usually a mixture of appreciation and trepidation. But Ruby need not worry. His only ambition involved pleasing every inch of her perfect body.
He stepped closer to the table, positioning himself between her thighs. Gently, he grabbed the back of her neck and pressed his lips to hers; reattaching the connection that had given him such joy. Wrapping his other arm around her waist, he pulled her as close as he could.
Her kiss filled him with a passion threatening premature ejaculation. Not willing to disappoint, he eased his lips from hers and trailed kisses along her jawline until he reached her neck. When her breath hitched, he knew he’d travelled the right path. He continued to pepper kisses down her heated flesh until he was eye level with full, exquisite breasts. Wasting no time, he sucked her tight, budding nipple into his mouth. She inhaled and grabbed the back of his head. He flicked and tongued her erect nipples until her legs began to quiver.
“Lucian,” was said in a breathy plea.
She needed more. And in due time, Lucian would give her exactly what she needed. However, before he did, he would be giving her other nipple an equal amount of attention. A minute or so of alternating from nipple to nipple had Ruby squirming uncontrollably. He could smell the alluring aroma of her arousal. What he needed was to taste it. He placed his hand in the center of her chest and urged her to lie down on the dining room table.
Gripping her hips, he pulled her closer to the edge of the table. She eased her thighs apart, giving him an unobstructed view of her pretty pink pussy, already wet enough to take him. But when he inhaled the sweet scent, his need to feast on her consumed him. Unable to wait a second longer, he lowered his head and closed his lips around the hardened bud and sucked her clit into his mouth. Popping it out, he took a second to lick the sweet nectar from her pussy before returning to her clit.
“Ohhh, my, God,” Ruby wheezed. “Lucian.”
“Mmmm… yeah.””
The sound of his own groaning was like surround sound in his head as he feasted on Ruby’s wet pussy. He licked and sucked; attacking her clit. He couldn’t get enough. She tasted so very sweet. His cock jutted, almost angrily, surely envious of his tongue. Yet, it was when Ruby grabbed the back of his head and began to grind her pussy into his face, did he realize he wouldn’t last much longer. His cock was painfully hard. Surprisingly, eating Ruby’s pussy had him on the verge of coming. Thankfully, she granted him a reprieve.
“AGHHH… FUCK!”
Her cries bounced off the wall. Her legs trembled, and her clit throbbed against his tongue. She came—hard.
“That’s it, baby,” he coaxed. “Give to me. Give it all to me.”
As Ruby trembled through her orgasm, Lucian eagerly lapped every ounce of honey from every inch of her pussy. Even though her thighs tightened around his ears, and she pushed at his forehead in an attempt to escape, he kept licking. If fact, he didn’t stop until she blessed him with another eruption.
He stood upright and looked down at her. The beads of sweat on her flawless skin, the sound of her labored breaths, and the rise and fall of her heaving chest gave him a feeling of extreme satisfaction. Somehow, it had become his mission… his charge, to please her in every way possible.
Once she got her breathing under control, she seemed to gather enough strength to sit up on her elbows.
“Wow, Lucian,” she gushed, donning a wicked smile. She slid down from the table and wrapped her fingers around the swollen head of his dick. In a sultry tone, she told him, “I don’t know if I can top that, but I can certainly give it a try.”
She licked her lips and tightened her fingers around his hard-on. His stomach clenched in anticipation. When she started stroking his staff, he could’ve bet one of his own fingers he wouldn’t last ten seconds.
“Ruby,” Lucian warned through a sharp gasp.
He covered her hand with his, halting her movements, and reached for his discarded slacks in order to retrieve a condom from his pocket. He would’ve loved nothing more than to have her luscious lips wrapped around his cock, but it would have to be another time. What he needed, more than anything, was to plant his cock deep inside of her. He needed to be fully engulfed in her warmth.
Ruby smiled, displaying perfect white teeth and clutched his wrist. She led him across the hardwood floor, and over to a plush, white rug that was spread out in front of a large stone fireplace.
“Nice. What is this? Alpaca?”
She giggled and lowered herself to the rug, pulling him down with her.
“It’s Australian sheepskin. It’s really soft,” she said, rubbing her fingers over the fluffy fabric. “Here… lie down. Let me show you.”
Ruby pushed against his shoulders until he lay on his back. She was right, it was incredibly soft, but not as soft as her skin.
She straddled him quickly, giving him no time to assert any dominance. She guided her manicured nails across his chest, then down to his abs.
It became clear in Ruby’s hooded eyes that she wanted to be in control. But Lucian was no fool. He’d seen the shift in her bravado when her eyes landed on his hard as fuck erection. She wanted to be on top so she could control the pace. He raised a brow with a smirk and gripped her waist. She shrieked when he flipped her onto her back. He held her gaze as he tore open the golden wrapper and rolled the condom down his shaft. After positioning himself between her thighs, he leaned forward to take her lips.
Ruby wouldn’t be controlling a
damn thing.
As they kissed, he used his thighs to push her legs apart even further. He placed the head of his cock at her warm opening. There would be no way around it; she would take every thick, hard inch of him.
He pulled his lips from hers and looked her in the eye. She placed her hands on his shoulders as if preparing herself for his invasion. She released a sharp gasp when he surged into her. With gentle consideration, he paused, giving her a second to adjust to his size. He filled her completely.
The walls of her tight pussy had a vice grip on his cock. Their loud groans echoed throughout the room. Without so much as one stroke, he knew if he didn’t control himself, he wouldn’t sustain.
“Gotdamnit, Ruby!” he growled. “So fucking tight.”
Easing out slowly, he pushed into her again. Fully submerged in her warmth, it was Lucian who released a sharp gasp. When her inner muscles clenched his rod, the sensation travelled through every nerve ending in his body. No question, the best pussy he’d ever had.
He slipped an arm under her neck and pulled her head to his chest. Holding her tight as he repeatedly stroked in and out of her moist cavern.
“OHHH… My G–,” Ruby panted. “Luuuucian.”
The sound of her pleasure was music to his ears. He continued to fuck her sweet pussy until she was clawing at his sweaty back. Her quivering legs tightened around his waist and he knew that she was close. She was in a frenzy, meeting his every stroke, riding his cock from below.
“Agggh! I’m cumming!” she cried. “Fuuuuuuck!”
Ruby shuddered violently as her pussy contracted around his dick. Lucian, barely holding on, rodded her through the orgasm until she shattered completely in his arms. When she went limp beneath him, he lowered her head to the rug and sat back on his heels. He raised her legs over his shoulders, gripped her hips, and surged into her. She was totally pliant.
