When her shuddering slowed, I pushed her thighs forward. Her little rose of an asshole beckoned. It shone with the juices that had dripped from her pussy. How I longed to stroke it with my tongue once again, to show her the pleasures it would bring.
Ruby was still so inexperienced. No way would she be ready for real ass play.
One day. And hopefully soon.
“Beautiful,” I whispered, looking at the paradise between her legs.
Then I couldn’t help myself. I swiped my tongue over her rosy anus.
Before she could object, I went back to her pussy, sucking her labia between my teeth and tugging.
But she grabbed my hair and pulled me forward. “Need you inside me now. Please.”
Since she said please. I crawled upward, giving each turgid nipple a tug as I went, and plunged into her heat.
Sweet home.
She hugged me so completely. So effortlessly. As if she’d been created to perfectly cast my cock. I groaned as I pulled out and thrust back in. Heaven. Sweet paradise. Paradise between the legs of the woman I loved.
I closed my eyes and surrendered to the moment, to this woman, as I—
Someone knocked at the door.
I stopped
in midthrust.
Ruby chuckled. “Pizza.”
As if on cue, my stomach growled.
“Shit,” I said.
“You have to answer it, or he’ll leave.”
“Guess I’ll have blue balls for a while.” I pulled out—with great effort—and stood, shucking my jeans over my legs, my hard on apparent.
Ruby burst out laughing. “I’ll get the door.” She got up and yelled, “Just a minute!” Then she put on a robe from the bathroom and left the bedroom.
I willed my cock down to half-mast—that was the best I was going to get—and went into the living area to join her. She had poured two more glasses of the merlot and dished out two slices of pizza onto napkins.
“Come and get it,” she said.
I inhaled the spicy tomato aroma. Pizza and wine. Then sleep.
And then…tomorrow.
* * *
Back at the ranch, I rode through the vineyards to check on things and then went to do my usual tastings of what was aging in the barrels. I needed to hire some help. Jade had helped me in the office when she first came to town but had left to work in the city attorney’s office once she passed the bar exam. I hadn’t gotten around to hiring anyone else.
Ruby popped into my mind.
She’d be great. She was smart and she learned quickly. Plus, she liked wine and wanted to know more about it. But she’d never leave the police force. I couldn’t ask her to. She’d consider it an insult.
She was at work now, most likely answering questions about her boss’s death. One more death at the hands of Theodore Mathias. She and I had come from some paragons of parenthood between the two of us.
DNA didn’t lie. I wondered if Ruby had ever considered having her DNA tested. My fate was sealed at this point, but maybe hers wasn’t. Did she know for sure that she was Theodore Mathias’s daughter? She didn’t look anything like him, except for her hair color. Of course that didn’t mean anything. Talon and Joe didn’t look anything like Daphne Steel, except for their hair color.