Forty Nine

***Adonis***

For some seconds, it felt unreal.

The next few seconds, it felt like I was doing something wrong.

But there was this look on her face that just made me push all my concerns and hesitation away.

As I pinned her hands to the wall in a way that ensured our chests were touching, I felt my reasoning fly out of the room.

It was just really insane, I thought as my eyes searched for God knows what in her honey-like orbs.
The fact that one look from her made me feel totally different was just insane.

Her voice triggered me out of the deadliest thoughts, her entire being made my heart pound.

It is just crazy.

It wasn't supposed to be that way. I was just meant to protect her from a distance.
Things just got out of hand, and now... there is no going back.

Images of her haunts my brief, inadequate sleep, definitely, there is no going back.

So, as my lips met hers, I really let it all go. My troubles, my concerns, my thoughts and all I wanted to do at that moment was make her scream my name in the most beautiful way.

As my tongue explored the softness of her lower lip, she moaned, her hands struggled out of my hold and that pushed me.

Grabbing her slim waist with my other hand, I relished the softness of her skin. Our lip lock still going strong, my fingers traced their way to the hook of her bra and as they came loose, I was reminded of the time my lips had a brief feel of her nipples.

The image I painted in my hand had me hurriedly releasing her hands and getting rid of the white coloured barrier.

Taking a deep breath as the sight of her reminded me of how screwed I was when it comes to her, I broke the kiss, closed my eyes and pictured a nice scene for a few seconds.

"Adonis..." Her voice caressed my ears, snapping me out of my nice imagination.

"Yes peanut?"

As I opened my eyes, I was greeted by her glittering ones and I just couldn't help a smile.
My line of sight shifted to her lips which kept tugging unconsciously, a motion that caused me to give the right side of her lip a quick kiss.

Then the other side, then her nose, then her forehead.

Then... my lips landed on her right ear lobe and I noticed that caused a distortion to her breathing pattern. As I breathed onto skin of her ear, my fingers circled their prints all over the span of her back in an attempt to cause even more distortion to her system.

Like I said, I would love to hear her scream my name.

My tongue joined the party as it tickled the skin of her ear. Her neck tilted in response and her chin aligned with mine, giving me more access.

Without much thinking, I planted my lips on her jawline and like I was under some spell, I traced kisses down to the base of her neck. I then moved to another spot on her jawline and I repeated my earlier action

The third time, I got greedy, she felt so good against my lips, my teeth got involved.
Gently, as I traced kisses, at intervals, I pulled at her skin and I caressed them with carefulness that intended to drive out the cry of pleasure from her.

Despite her haggard breathing, that sound didn't erupt from her mouth until one of my wandering hands had its fingers brushing over her nipple.

The way her hands squeezed my shoulders as well as the small cry for more pushed me so much that I knew it was time to get rid of the act of being slow.

It was time for the real deal.

Without a word, I gathered her in my arms, her warmth tickling my skin and I walked us to the surface of the island that was centred in the huge room.

As I placed her on the top, she jolted a bit from the chillness the surface radiated but I distracted her as my lips latched onto one of her nipples, my bulge now poking at her tempting, slightly wet vagina.

Her hands in my hair, my tongue circled over the tautness of her bud and I instantly got lost in the sounds coming from her lips in form of gasps, moans and inaudible and incomplete calling of my name.

My lips transferring to the other nipple caused her back to arch and as my thumb rubbed the wetness on the earlier felt bud, her legs circled around my waist, causing even more contact that made my head race.

"Adonis..." she finally managed to say my name and I put a stop to the delicious torture I was giving me and her.

"Ruby..."

"What we are doing..."
I could sense her withdrawal. "...people will frown at it right?"

My head ducked as I once again cursed the so called norms of the society.
" I-"

" I don't care," she said boldly. Our eyes met and she smiled at me, her hands resting on my back such that she could lower my upper body a bit. " You like me, don't you?"

"So much that it scares me," I replied as I realized that she was just trying to make sure she wasn't making a mistake. It was understandable. I can't blame her if she ever gets insecure around me.

"Good. I like you too. So much that I also get scared sometimes."

"Are you scared right now?" I asked.

Her eyes darted to the side and I could feel her hesitation on the tip of her fingers. "I-"
I made her look my way as my finger planted itself underneath her chin.

"Do you want me to stop?"

"No!" The sharpness of her answer amused yet confused me.

"Then what?"

"You know..." She shrugged. "It's my first time... and... and..."

At that point, I didn't bother to say a word. My right hand which had been lingering over her thigh came in contact with her skin and without a pause, I had my fingers traveling down, all the way to a spot very close to her heat.

"I just... Oh my..." Her attempt to defend her earlier response detoured as one of my fingers flicked through her sensitive clit.

"You were saying..." I teased her as I watched her face wear the look I have only imagined.


"I..." My thumb gently rubbed over the swollen bud that she actually jolted at a point as my touch was maintained.

"Listen to me Ruby..." I withdrew my fingers. "You are safe with me. I would hate myself if I am placed in a position that would hurt you. As far as pleasuring you is concerned, I am focused on making you scream in a good way. All I want to hear is you moaning and crying out my name because you just can't get enough of my touch, is that clear?"

Her lips parted, no response came from her as I ended my mini speech. When I kissed her out of whatever trance she was in, she looked right into my eyes and asked, "How can you be so hot right now?"

She sounded so brazen, it made me laugh.

"I'm sorry," she said. "My mind keeps changing every moment."

"It's fine. It's normal for that to happen in a situation like this. And I know what just to do to make all your worries go away." I couldn't help but run my fingers through her hair as I spoke.

" What?"

I grabbed her waist, crouched a bit so that my breath was upon her vagina and with my eyes still managing to lock with hers, I kissed the wetness of her nether area, an action that made her shudder so much that I felt the vibration through my hands.

"Adonis..." she cried as my tongue poked her clitoris in a repititive yet provoking manner.
It was all going to lead somewhere.

I was going to shuffle between kissing her lips and sucking on her sensitivity. My mouth intended to lick and feel and do every other thing it would be able to do.

All these I did, and in reaction, Ruby kept pushing herself to my lips, sending me an invitation to do more. As time passed, the words of her mouth became muddled up but it still made sense.

As I kissed and sucked and licked and felt, she kept withering under my touch and all I waited for as my actions intensified was the arrival of that peak.

That peak that would be unforgettable to Ruby.

And it did come, my name was all she could say and as she shivered under my touch and held onto me for support, I felt my heart racing again and it occured to me once again that Ruby might actually be the death of me.

~

A quick shower, a change of clothes on my side and we were out of my house.

After dropping a rather silent Ruby off at a location very close to her house and after watching her walk into her house, I made for my apartment.

I was contemplating paying a visit to Maximus to drill some more warning into his head, but that sounded unwise, so I chose to just back to my apartment.

After parking my car in the almost empty underground car park, I began a short elevator trip, thankfully, I was not joined by anyone.
I was able to think and sort out some pending issues without distractions.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, I walked out of the space, my hand already fishing for my house key.

"Mr. Klaus," I heard a familiar voice call and the sight I saw as my head turned in the direction of the voice startled me.

Blood all over her green floral gown, Mrs. Cook looked at me, plead, tiredness and relief written all over her face at the same time.