Yours Forever

by Bella Winters

  He picked up the pace, finger fucking me hard and fast, swirling his thumb over my nub. My hips began to grind against him in motion with the waves our bodies were producing. He bit his bottom lip and let out a growl, his hard cock rubbing against my ass as I ground against his hand. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes, taking in every single ripple of pleasure that his fingers created. My breath increased, and I could feel my heart pounding in my throat. He pushed deep and hard, and I arched my back, barely keeping my grasp around his neck as my body exploded in orgasm. I screamed out, feeling him continue to rub my nub and glide his fingers through my juices. My body twitched and shook the top of the water until finally the orgasm dissipated and I relaxed, pulling myself into him and hugging him tightly, my arms and legs strongly situated around him.

  Without skipping a beat, he reached down between us and grasped the shaft of his cock, stroking it lightly as I lowered myself down slightly. He positioned the head of his cock on my pussy, and I looked up in his eyes, gasping as I pulled my hips forward, taking it in until my hips reached his. He groaned loudly and began to walk forward, my hips pulling back and thrusting forward, feeling his rock-hard cock pulsing inside of me. I wanted so badly for him to stop, lean me down and fuck me hard but I could tell he had something else in mind. He moved quickly through the water and up the stairs grasping my ass as he climbed and held on. I pushed my hips in hard, taking him deep as he moved across the room and laid me gently down on the reclining furniture.

  I spread my legs wide and watched as he knelt down, holding his cock at the base. His body moved into mine, his enormous erection sinking down through my juices and filling me completely. I moaned loudly feeling that initial push all over again. I reached up and pulled him down onto me, his strong arms grasping the chair tightly. He pulled his knees under him and pulled up on my hips, thrusting deeply as I arched my back, my firm tits bouncing up and down with the movements of his hips. I reached up and grabbed my breasts massaging them tightly as the passion between us grew more intense by the second. The room was warm, and sweat glistened on his chest as he groaned wildly, feeling every inch of me begging for more. He pushed in deep and slowly pulled back out, barely leaving the crown inside and then with a firm grip to the chair he slammed into me, pushing an erotic scream from my chest.

  Over and over again he pulled slowly out only to thrust hard back into me. The sound of our wet skin slapping together rang out, and I reached down, grabbing onto the sides of the chair and lifting my hips up to give him more leverage. He grabbed my hips and growled as he began to move faster and faster, the sound of our passion spilling out over the edge of the Infinity pool. I moaned loudly, rubbing my nipples and feeling the heat inside of me spilling over. As he reached down and rubbed his thumb across my clit, I arched my back, that one touch being enough to push me into full orgasm. He reached his hands down and grabbed my hips hard watching my body stiffen and release as the orgasm filled my soul.

  When he could no longer wait, he pulled out and flipped me over, bringing me to my knees and thrusting hard into me. He slapped my ass cheek and held on as the juices flowed out and over his erection. I could feel his muscles tensing as he drove his dick in and out, grunting loudly with every thrust.

  “Fuuuck, Ruby,” he groaned as my pussy contracted and released around his shaft.

  After about four more thrusts he leaned forward and pushed deep inside of me, grabbing my shoulders for leverage. His hips made short bouncing movements forward trying to get as far into me as possible. Suddenly, he pulled it out, letting out a deep breath and stroking his shaft hard and fast. I moaned at the feeling of his hot seed exploding in streams along my back while his legs and stomach tensed and released against my ass. He sat there stroking for several more moments before sitting back on his feet and letting his heart slow a bit.

  When Nathan had calmed, he stood, taking my hand and pulling me to the side where the pool showers were. He turned me around, so my back was to him and smiled sweetly as the cool water ran over my body, the remnants of his pleasure washing down the drain. He turned the water off, and I stood there and watched as he walked over and grabbed the towels. He dried my shoulders, my breasts, my stomach, and my legs before wrapping the towel around me, under my arms, and securing it at the top. He said nothing as he moved around the room, gathering our clothes and shoes and folding them neatly into a pile with my purse. He wrapped the other towel around his waist and winked at me, taking his free hand and pulling me from the room and toward the elevator. He pressed the button and waited. I stood there grasping the towel in front of me and looking around, not wanting anyone to see me in that manner, especially not at The Avalon. He looked over at me and chuckled.

  “Relax,” he whispered in my ear. “They’re all smoking cigars, drinking whiskey, and bragging about how amazing they are right now.”

  He kissed my cheek and grasped tightly to my hand as I looked at him and smiled. When the elevator arrived, we stepped inside. My cheeks burned watching the boy operating the elevator stare straight ahead, no expression on his face. Nathan only lived one floor up, which I was relieved about since I didn’t want to be on the elevator in only my towel when someone else climbed aboard. We got off and headed down the hall to his grand front door, still clutching hands. When we stepped inside I took in a deep breath, the smell of his cologne wafting through the air. I wondered if the same happened for him at my house with my perfume.

  Nathan kissed me on the forehead and set our things down on the kitchen counter, and we headed back to his bed. As soon as I saw it, I realized how tired I was, and I handed my towel to him, climbing in and nestling down under the covers. As he climbed in behind me and wrapped his arms around my body, pulling me in close, I smiled. It was crazy, but I was starting to like this guy, and on a level that I was unfamiliar with completely.

  Chapter Eleven

  Nathan

  Waking up next to Ruby was something that made me feel alive, happy, and it felt right. It was a strange feeling, and though I could feel myself try to push it away, it wasn’t going anywhere. The night before had been amazing. Amazing food, amazing sex, and then amazing sleep with her wrapped up in my arms. She was probably one of, if not the, most beautiful women I had ever had in my life. She woke up not long after I did and popped into the bathroom where I was taking a shower. She was already dressed and kissed me on the cheek, letting me know she needed to get home so that she could get changed for work. I was sad that I wouldn’t be able to ride with her into work like I hoped for, but as she flashed that beautiful smile at me, I felt my heart melting.

  I listened as the front door shut behind her and dipped my head under the cascading showerhead. I rubbed the water up and down my face, trying to control what I was feeling, but before I could stop it, I was smiling from ear to ear. This was insane, but it was what it was, and I was going to go with it. I climbed out of the shower and dried off, looking at myself in the mirror, I looked happier than I had in a long time. I got ready for work, taking a lingering amount of time to make sure my suit was perfect, the tie matched, and my hair was done just how I liked it. I spritzed on the cologne that Ruby loved so much and headed out of the apartment.

  When I made it to the lobby, I stopped at the Avalon Café and grabbed a coffee, saying hi to the barista I was used to seeing, Gabby. George tipped his hat to me, and I waved as I grabbed a newspaper and headed out to the car. I climbed in and set my coffee in the holder, opening the paper and thinking about the day ahead. In the local section, there was a picture of a protest that had occurred the week before. The people on the front were carrying signs protesting outsourcing by American companies. It was strange that I felt more in tune with their beliefs than my own company’s.

  When I arrived at the office, I sat down in my chair, tossing my empty cup from the café into the garbage. Chris walked in the door behind me and nodded, handing me a file. He plopped down in the chair in front of me and crossed his legs.

  “
What’s this?”

  “It’s a report of the different areas you will save money with outsourcing,” he said. “I was actually surprised at how many areas that would be affected. Marketing, Training, Advertising, Benefits, and a ton of others. This would make some serious cash and fast.”

  I opened the folder and skimmed over the information, knowing that no matter how much I didn’t like the idea, I needed to at least take a look at it. The company was at a standstill growth wise, and I needed to push us into the overseas markets. I still didn’t have the numbers, though, on how our company would be affected by taking part of our revenue and assets and investing that in expansion instead of cutting thousands of jobs and moving them overseas.

  “The average IT here makes over twenty dollars an hour,” Chris continued. “The average outsourced employee makes close to two.”

  “And you don’t see anything wrong with that?”

  “Their political nature of how other countries handle their own people and their wages are not our concern,” he said. “But think of it this way, these people might not have a job otherwise.”

  “You think because these people live in a different place they shouldn’t be awarded the same kind of luxuries as us?” I was a bit irritated.

  “Look, Nathan, I’m not here for a political debate or a class in morality, that’s your forte,” he said. “You ultimately make the choices that include those things. I am here to tell you what the most lucrative path for the company is.”

  “You are here to advise on the best path,” I replied, trying to get him to listen the fuck up. I knew what I was talking about. Period. “The most lucrative is not always the best.”

  “You’re right,” he sighed, handing me another file. He needed to hear me out, but for some damn reason, he was having a really hard time with that. “So, I did a breakdown if we took current assets and revenues and planned it out for expansion. It would take three times as long, and that is only if the stockholders agreed to that financial burden.”

  “Thanks,” I said breathing deeply and letting the breath out slowly. “I’ll look these over and get back to you.”

  “Alright,” he said standing up. “Drinks tonight at that bar in Exposé?”

  “Sure,” I replied staring at the outsourcing numbers though I would have rather been just about anywhere else.. “Come grab me at the end of the day.”

  I spent the rest of the day in and out of meetings, reviewing different material for the outsourcing options, and sitting at my desk thinking. I did a lot of thinking in that chair over the years, but I had to be honest, it was the first time that thinking was interrupted with the vision of a woman running through my mind. I wanted to call her and ask her to come over that night, but I didn’t want to smother her. I needed to keep at least a bit of business mindedness to myself. It was bad enough that I wasn’t doing my regular evening reviews anymore, I couldn’t spend time at work thinking about Ruby.

  The end of the day came rather fast, and when Chris came to my office, I was more than ready to get out of there. I had been trudging through the day, and my mind was prepared to relax and have a drink. There were so many decisions to be made, yet I had no idea how to do it. It was times like those that I wished I had someone to go home and talk to about everything. Someone that wasn’t directly connected to the company. Maybe one day, but for the time being, I went to the bar with Chris and ordered myself a tall glass of whiskey.

  Exposé was always relatively busy but for a Tuesday it seemed a little more crowded than anticipated. I assumed that everyone else had a day at the office like I did, and didn’t blame them for showing up at the bar. Chris and I sat there, and while he was scoping out the women, I was staring up at the television that was on mute, thinking about the last time I had sat there. Ruby had been so beautiful when I walked in the doors, and I did not expect in any way for her to be the woman she turned out to be. I took a sip of my whiskey and sighed.

  “Hey man,” Chris said nodding his head down the bar. “Look at those two. Come on. Let’s make a move.”

  Before I could protest, he was up from his chair and sitting down next to the blonde on the end. I sighed and moved with him, sitting down next to the brunette. Chris immediately started spitting his normal game, and of course, the blonde fell all over herself for him. I was busy staring up at the screen and didn’t even notice the brunette leaned in.

  “So, what do you do?” she whispered in a sensual voice. It was a little overkill but most women that were aggressive enough to start the game were the ones that were willing to end it. She was ballsy, but I wasn’t sure I was in the mood. I had a tone of shit on my mind, and she wasn’t my type. Not that I’d fully checked her out.

  “Finance,” I said with little interest.

  “He’s modest,” Chris laughed. “He owns Pope Financial.”

  “Ohh,” she said flirtatiously, reaching her hand over and brushing mine. “Do you like being the big boss?”

  “Yeah,” I chuckled pulling my hand back and standing. “If you’ll excuse me.”

  I glanced over at Chris who gave me a wild look, not understanding why I just blew this chick off. She was sexy as hell, the typical girl I’d end up on the 3rd floor with, but I had zero interest in her. As soon as her hand touched mine, Ruby flashed through my mind, and instantly I wanted to be with her instead. I took my drink and wandered around the club, trying to wrap my head around what happened. I didn’t know why I would turn down a woman for one that I had spent very little time with, but all I could think about was Ruby with her beautiful eyes and contagious spirit. Regardless of the walls I had built up, how I felt about relationships, and all the things I had told myself through the years, I wanted to see Ruby again, and my brain wasn’t going to let me out of it until I did.

  Things were going a way I never thought they would, but for some reason, I didn’t care at all. In reality, I welcomed the change. A woman like Ruby didn’t come around often, and I needed to make sure I didn’t screw this one up.

  Chapter Twelve

  Ruby

  Walking through the halls of NYU gave me flashbacks of my time in college. Sure, this place was way quieter than I remembered, but the smells and sounds were just the same. You could hear the instructors inside the rooms, the acoustics boosting their voices and echoing it throughout the room. The smell of textbooks, desperation, and tears lingered in the air, as it did in most colleges. Students were walking around and making their way to the courtyard, and banners hung everywhere for the events on campus. It made me miss my college days when the only worry I had was getting to class on time and scoring good enough grades to make my parents satisfied. The classes were always easy to me, but my mind was wrapped around whatever protest the groups I belonged to were planning. I had been a leader for as long as I remembered but never put myself in that position. I was always pushed there, and before I knew it, everyone was looking to me for guidance.

  I took a left and quietly opened Lisa’s room, making sure the door didn’t slam shut. I crept along the back and took a seat in the back-row nodding at Lisa as she smiled up at me. I loved watching her work, she loved her job. She had always been a teacher, even when we were kids. She loved to share her knowledge with me, but the way she looked at causes and protests drove me nuts. I was sure I had never met anyone more down the middle of the road than Lisa. She always scientifically broke down every cause and looked at the pros and the cons. The thing was, she never came to a concise decision on whether something was bad or not. She just accepted that all situations were split, which was not the truth in my eyes. I loved her though, her sensibility kept me grounded more than once, especially since I had a way of becoming extremely passionate about the causes I was working for. Just when my feet were about to lift off the ground, she would reach out and remind me that I had to be more level-headed for anyone to listen to what I was saying and in a way, she was right.

  When the class was over, I sat there watching the students pack up the
ir backpacks and begin to head out of the classroom. Lisa turned off the projector and wiped the boards, gathering her things and sighing. It was Wednesday, which meant she taught three classes that day, and I knew she was more than exhausted. On top of that, she had her other faculty duties to attend to that included a huge research project the college had received funding for her to head up. She was my hero when it came to dedication and work ethic. I stood up and met her at the top of the stairs, throwing my arm around her shoulder.

  “One class down,” she sighed. “Two to go.”

  “You got this,” I said. “Let’s go refuel.”

  “I’m starving,” she groaned. “Let’s go to the Thai place across the street. I can’t be gone too long, I have to check in on my research students.”

  “Okey-dokey,” I replied prancing out of the college with her and across the street.

  We sat down at a booth in the back to get away from the loud conversations that the other patrons, mostly students of the school, were having. We got our food and settled in, eating quietly for a few moments before Lisa chimed in. I could tell she was curious.

  “So, how are things with the big financial guy?”

  “Amazing,” I said rolling my eyes. “Like seriously, amazing. We went out the other night, had dinner, talked about everything, then came back, took a dip in the Infinity pool and then I stayed over at his place.”