“No.” She laughed. “I tried to kill you a week ago.”
“That’s not recent though. I’ve proven to you that you can trust me.”
“Very true. You took me away from a roach-infested apartment.”
He shuddered. Putting the bowl of chips on the table, he took her shoulders, and moved her so that she was lying on the sofa.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m going to make you feel good, and you don’t have to panic or worry. I’ll stop the moment you tell me to.”
She hesitated, staring into his eyes. “You won’t hurt me?”
“No, of course not. I’d never hurt you, Ruby. I don’t think I’m capable of doing that. I just want to make you feel good.”
“Make me feel good?”
“Yes.”
She swallowed, and slowly, her body started to relax. “I’m all yours.”
He smiled, and leaned down to press his lips against hers. It was quick so sh
e didn’t panic. The last thing he wanted her to do was be scared.
She licked her lips and smiled. “That was nice.”
“That’s just the start.” He kissed down to her neck, and sucked on her neck where her pulse had started to pound. Biting down, he soothed out any pain with his tongue. She smelled like strawberries, from the soap she loved to use. He wasn’t going to lie. He had taken care of his release while scenting the damn soap. He was a man possessed. “You’re so soft,” he said, moving to her shirt.
He pulled the straps down her arms, exposing more of her tits. Before he went any further, he looked into her eyes to make sure that she was happy with him to keep on going. When she showed no signs of panicking, he pulled the top down, watching as her tits popped over the edge. Her nipples were a beautiful red, tight, and begging for his lips to be around them.
“What are you thinking?” she asked.
“I’m thinking that your tits look ready to be sucked.”
“They, er, they ache.”
Reaching out, he cupped the large mounds, running his thumb across each peak. He settled between her thighs and watched every single reaction.
“That’s so good,” she said.
Her cheeks were flushed, and he released her tits, moving down her body. Catching the band of her shorts, he tugged them down, and she tensed up.
“I’ll be naked.”
“You’ll have your shirt on.”
She stared at him, one eye brow raised. “I’ll be naked, Oliver. You know it.”
He smiled. “To make you feel good, I want these shorts out of the way.”
“Fine.” She helped him to remove her shorts, and he threw them far away so she wouldn’t have time to get them back on.
The scent of her sex was heavy in the air, and his mouth watered. He wanted a taste of her, and that was a surprise for him. He never went down on any woman. It was something he was never interested in. He didn’t like the taste of pussy.
Ruby’s pussy was so beautiful. A light dusting of hair covered her lips, and he ran his fingers across her pussy. The lips were glistening with her cream, and they were partially open, showing her slit.
Her virgin slit.