His curiosity got the better of him. Grabbing the remote, he pressed the channel for the adult fun, and sat back. He wasn’t ashamed of his dick, and his gaze was on Ruby as her face went bright red.
“Wow,” she said, tilting her head to the side. “Is that even possible?”
He glanced at the screen to see one woman taking three men at once. It was such a classic, but Oliver wasn’t interested. He wasn’t the kind of guy who had to share. Being the third brother, he’d been used to having to share. He didn’t like sharing anything that belonged to him, and Ruby, she belonged to him. She was his woman, and all he wanted to do was treat her, protect her, love her.
The feelings she inspired inside him, he’d never felt before. Women were just holes to be used, or at least that was what he’d thought. Being in Ruby’s company was all he needed. He was turning into a pussy because of this damn curse. It was going to drive him crazy.
“When it comes to sex, everything is possible.”
“No kidding. Do you really have to spit on each other? That seems really gross.”
He chuckled, offering her some more chips. “She’s not excited. That woman is probably bored out of her mind.”
“With a dick in her mouth?”
“Yep. She’s probably thinking about the gas bill she has to pay, or some groceries that need picking up.”
“That’s a bummer. Do you think of stuff like that?”
“When I’m fucking the women are usually wet.”
“I don’t want to hear about the other women you’ve been with.”
He rested his arm across the back of her chair, and he started to tease her hair, twirling the strands around his fingers, and stroking over her neck. The top she wore didn’t hide her rock hard nipples, and his mouth watered, wanting a taste of her.
Life had been all about work lately, and right now, he wanted to spend all of his time completely devoted to this woman.
“I’ve got to, erm, head out tomorrow,” she said.
“Okay. Do you want me to come with you?”
“No. This is something I’ve got to do by myself. We can meet up after though. Maybe you could take on one of your jobs that you do with for your father?” she asked.
He tensed up. The jobs he did for his father were not exactly flattering. “I don’t know about that.”
“Please. I’m not some weak woman. I’m not like Harper.”
“You’re calling Harper weak?”
“No, not weak. She’s … delicate. Like a girl. She doesn’t know what it means to fight.”
“I know what you’re trying to say.”
“Thank you. I like the girls, and Betty. I feel sorry for her. She has feelings for Damian, and knows that he’ll never feel the same way.”
“Our dad and uncle tried to warn him about getting the wrong woman pregnant. He didn’t listen. He was going to marry her.” Oliver couldn’t marry someone just because they had his kid. He didn’t think Damian was right in trying to marry Betty, or even considering it.
“Are there any little Olivers running around?” she asked.
“No. I’ve always bagged my dick. No one was ever going to get my kid.” He didn’t even realize that he was saving that for his own woman. Crap, just the thought of Ruby swollen with his kid made his cock pulse pre-cum into his boxer briefs.
He wanted to see her tits swollen along with her stomach.
Never had he wanted something so good in his life.
“Nice to know.” She giggled. “I’d be a weird step-mom.”
“You’d be the best, and you know it.” The sounds of the woman getting fucked filled the silence in the room. “Do you trust me?”