RUIN - Part Three (The RUIN Series Book 3)

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was my subconscious mind wanting to hold onto more of him, but it was so late and I was beyond tired.
    "You came all this way to get them?" I lean into his body, relishing in the feel of his strong arms around me.
    "No. I came here to fuck you. I'll need those keys back though, although…"
    I stop him with a kiss. I didn't get past the point where he said he wanted to fuck me. My sex had been aching since last night when he brought me to the edge with his mouth. We hadn't made love before the entire night shifted into a rescue mission.
    "Keep the keys." He pulls back far enough that the words linger on my cheek. "I want you to have the keys."
    "No." I shake my head against his. "Not yet."
    "They're just keys, Kayla." His hands are on my robe, pulling it open. "You can hide them in the bottom of your purse or a drawer here. I just want you to have them."
    I work on the buttons on his dress shirt. "Do you want a key to my place?"
    "I want your wet cunt around my cock." His hands drop to his pants, undoing the belt and zipper quickly. "It's been so long since I've been inside of you."
    "The bedroom," I whisper into his neck. "Take me to my bedroom."
    He scoops me up in one easy, graceful movement as his lush lips take over my mouth.
     

Chapter 14
     
    "Stop moving." He pushes against my mound with his hand. "Kayla, Christ, just stop."
    I arch my back up, pulling my chest away from his. I'd ridden his beautiful, thick sheathed cock to an orgasm already. Now, I'm sitting atop his trembling body, feeling him pulse within me. "I want you to come."
    "No." He drops his cheek into the sheet. "I want to feel this. I just want you to stay like this so I can be inside of you."
    I push back slightly so I can feel the pressure of his crotch against my clit. "It's so good, Ben. Please just let me fuck you."
    "You need to stop talking." He laughs aloud. "Seriously, your voice is ridiculously hot when you say things like that."
    "Things like what?" I clench myself around the thick root drawing out a loud, slow moan from deep within him.
    "Fuck, please." His hands leap to my thighs. "You're so vocal when I'm fucking you. I love it."
    "You love when I say how much I like your cock inside of me." I push back so I can trace my index finger over my clit. "You want to hear me tell you how wet I get when I know you're going to fuck me."
    He stares at my hand, watching me trace lazy circles over my own desire. "I want to watch you get yourself off. I want to watch you finger your beautiful cunt."
    I moan from the pure shameless of his words. "You want me to do that now?"
    He pushes me back slightly. A small rush of air escapes him as his cock slides out of my body.
    "Ben, no," I whimper. "I want it inside of me."
    "Touch yourself," he commands as his large hand circles his cock. "Touch it and show me."
    I lean back and pull my right hand through my folds. I stare at his cock, my body still feeling bereft from the loss of its thickness and length. I moan from the sight of his hand around it, stroking it slowly.
    "You're so beautiful, Kayla," he growls the words. "You're so fucking beautiful."
    I lean back farther and close my eyes, losing myself in not only the feeling of the approaching orgasm but the sound of his deep, sweet voice. "I'm close," I whisper into the air. "I'm so close, Ben."
    "Let me see you come." His hand covers my own. "Open your eyes. I love your eyes."
    I look at him under the cast of heavy lids. I call out his name as I dive into the depth of my desire.
    "Fuck," he says softly. "God. You're so amazing."
    I rest my hands on his muscular chest as I come down from the high. My hair is a matted mess on my shoulders. The mist of perspiration he's pulled from me resting against my skin.
    "I need you." His voice is low and deep as he pulls me closer to him and in one easy movement flips us over.
    He enters me swiftly and hard. I cry out from the bite of flashing pain. He's so deep. I'm so tender from coming already but my hips don’t

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