The dinner had been a slow burn; our conversation laced with flirtation that hung heavy in the air like the scent of the wine we'd shared.
Ruby's eyes had been on me all evening, dark and hungry, tracing the curve of my neck, the swell of my breasts under my shirt. As we cleared the plates, her hand brushed mine deliberately, sending a spark up my arm.
I turned to her, heart pounding, and she was there—close, too close, her breath warm against my skin.
"Why are you so close?" I whispered. Does she want her right now?
Ruby smirked, "Scared?"
Without a word, she cupped my face in her hands, thumbs stroking my cheeks as she leaned in. Our lips met softly at first, a tentative brush that ignited something fierce inside me. I sighed into her mouth, parting my lips to invite her deeper.
Ruby took the cue, her tongue slipping past my teeth to tangle with mine in a slow, sensual dance. She tasted like the rich red wine and something uniquely her—sweet and intoxicating.
Her hands slid down to my neck, fingers threading into my hair to tilt my head back, giving her better access. The kiss deepened, turning hungry, urgent. I pressed my body against hers, feeling the heat radiating from her skin through her shirt. My hands roamed up her sides, gripping the fabric as I pulled her closer. She moaned softly, the vibration humming against my lips, and it made my core tighten with need.
Ruby's mouth moved with expert precision, sucking gently on my lower lip before nipping it lightly, drawing a gasp from me. She smiled against my mouth, her tongue soothing the sting with a languid lick.
"God, I've wanted this so much," she whispered, her voice rough with desire, before capturing my lips again. This time, the kiss was possessive, her tongue exploring every inch of my mouth as if claiming it. I matched her fervour, my nails digging into her back, urging her on.
We stumbled back against the dining table, the edge pressing into my hips. Ruby's hands wandered lower, one slipping under my shirt to caress the bare skin of my waist, sending shivers racing across my flesh.
The other tangled deeper in my hair, holding me in place as she devoured me. Our breaths mingled, hot and ragged, the world narrowing to the slick slide of our tongues and the press of her body against mine. I could feel her arousal growing, the hardness of her cock stirring against my thigh through her pants, and it made my pussy throb with anticipation.
She broke the kiss just enough to trail her lips along my jaw, nipping at the sensitive spot below my ear. "You taste so fucking good," she murmured, her breath hot on my skin.
"You are... too d-dominant," I moaned.
I tilted my head to give her more access, a soft whimper escaping me as her teeth grazed my neck. She licked the spot where she had marked me. Her hand under my shirt ventured higher, cupping my breast through my bra, thumb circling my hardening nipple. The sensation shot straight to my clit, making me grind against her instinctively.
"Ruby," I breathed, my voice husky, "don't stop."
She chuckled low in her throat, returning to my mouth for another searing kiss. This one was wetter, messier, our saliva mixing as we lost ourselves in the heat. Her free hand gripped my ass, pulling me flush against her so I could feel every inch of her thickening cock pressing insistently. I rocked my hips, teasing us both, the friction building a delicious ache between my legs.
The kiss stretched on, evolving from tender to torrid, our bodies moving in sync. She sucked on my tongue, mimicking what I craved elsewhere, and I imagined her cock sliding into my mouth, stretching my lips.
My hands fumbled with the buttons of her shirt, eager to feel her skin, but she caught my wrists gently, pinning them behind my back with one hand.
"Not yet," she teased, her lips brushing mine. "I want to savour this."
Then she kissed me again, slower now, drawing it out until I was trembling with want.
Finally, she released my wrists, her hands moving to my shoulders to push me down gently. I dropped to my knees on the cool floor of the dining room, the wooden table looming behind me like a silent witness.
Ruby stood there, her eyes locked on mine with that hungry gleam, her hands casually resting on the back of a chair. The air between us crackled with anticipation, the faint scent of her arousal already teasing my senses.
Without a word, I reached up, fingers trembling slightly with excitement, and tugged at the zipper of her pants. The metal teeth parted with a soft rasp, and I yanked the fabric down her thighs, exposing her underwear strained tight over the bulge beneath.
"You wanted reward, right?" I whispered, smirking at her.
"You look so pretty on your knees, Sharon." Ruby gave me a possessive look as if she wanted to devour me.
I chuckled, "I know. Now, let's focus on rewarding you. Don't worry Ruby, your reward will be much more than promised."
She wasn't wearing much underneath—just a thin pair of boxers that did nothing to hide the thick outline of her cock. I hooked my fingers into the waistband and pulled them down too, letting her pants pool around her ankles.
There it was, her cock springing free, heavy and already half-hard, the shaft veined and curving slightly upward. The head was flushed pink, a bead of precum glistening at the slit, and her balls hung low. I licked my lips, feeling my own pulse quicken as I wrapped my hand around the base, feeling the warmth and the subtle throb against my palm.
"Nghh... Sharon..."
Ruby let out a low groan, her fingers threading into my hair, not pulling yet, just holding. I leaned in, my breath hot against her skin, and pressed my lips to the underside of her shaft, starting at the root.
"If you are always this obedient to me, I will always give you rewards like this. You answered a lot of my questions today, right?" I whispered, with a seductive voice. My tongue flicked out, tracing the thick vein that ran along the length, tasting skin. She twitched in my grip, growing harder with each pass. I worked my way up, lips brushing and kissing, until I reached the head.
Opening wide, I took her into my mouth, the smooth crown sliding over my tongue as I sucked gently, hollowing my cheeks to create that tight suction she loved so much.