It’s
time to ask her out on a real date, Gavin thought, ready to
throw his hat in the ring for Ruby’s time, energy, and affection.
Before he could open his
mouth, he suddenly saw something disturbing in one of the side mirrors aligning
the nightclub walls. What the…? Did she
just give somebody thumbs-up behind me? And why?
Sending his eyes to several other mirrors,
Gavin quickly discovered the recipients of Ruby’s covert message – two women
sitting at a booth on the north side of the club. He suppressed a frown when he
recognized one of the women from a recent dental appointment. Though he
couldn’t recall her full name right off hand since he quickly pushed it to the
back of his mind after that visit, he would never forget the face of that
extremely flirtatious, chain-smoking blonde whose teeth he bleached on Friday.
I’ve
been set-up, Gavin deduced, instantly feeling a strong
sense of disappointment and anger. And
here I thought we were making a real connection. Guess not.
Now he realized that Ruby’s interest
in him hadn’t been genuine at all. That it was just a part of some sick
juvenile game among her friends. She might have even been trying to get back at
him for rejecting her blonde friend.
Either way, Gavin was about to
teach Ruby and her little buddies not to play games with strangers again.
Especially this stranger.
The
lesson begins now, he thought, lowering his hands to her bottom.
Ruby moaned in response to his
intimate touch. She did not stiffen or pull away, but rather stuck her bottom
out even more.
Gavin suppressed a moan of his
own when he didn’t feel a panty line. He should have known she was a thong kind
of woman. Thong wearers usually exuded sex appeal, especially in their walks. And
Ruby definitely had a sexy walk.
Using his hands to press her
closer, Gavin grinded against her just as suggestively as she’d done him only
minutes before, allowing her to feel the full effect of her teasing. Though she
was successful in inflaming his body, he would now consume her with that fire. He
would show her that he was not a man to be played with. That if she played with
his fire, she would get burned.
Ruby gasped in shock and then
moaned again in pleasure.
I bet
that wasn’t part of your plan, huh, baby? Gavin smiled to
himself.
Raising the stakes even higher,
he tenderly attacked her neck with soft kisses and tiny nibbles. He gently
kneaded her bottom, grabbing large handfuls at once. His hips continued to grind
rhythmically against hers as they swayed to the slow beat. Oh yes, he was
well-versed in tender aggression.
Ruby shuddered and then moaned
again. “Yes, baby,” she purred out in a whisper.
At those words of consent, Gavin
almost forgot about the game they were playing. Especially when she lifted her
right leg slightly upon his left thigh to give him more room to maneuver, more
space to come a little closer.
Seizing that opportunity, he inched
closer to her. He also inched closer to the nearest wall, lest he be tempted to
take her right there on the dance floor in front of everybody.
As their sensual dance continued
to the end of the current song and well into the next one, Gavin was relentless
with his kisses to Ruby’s ear and neck areas. He continued to knead her soft
bottom and lead her closer to the wall.
Within seconds he finally had her
right where he wanted her, literally and figuratively. With her back fully
against the wall and her body trembling with need, he proceeded to teach her what
the phrase ‘slow grind’ really meant.
Ruby’s breath hitched at the
onset of his deeply erotic movements. More moans poured from her lips. Her hips
fluently followed his. Her hands clung to his torso as if she wanted to hold on
to him forever.
Gavin was pleased to find her
so cooperative, so pliable to his will. It turned him on immensely, along with
her moans and pants of pleasure. He was harder than he’d ever been in his life.
Cinderblock hard.
Withdrawing just enough to gaze
down into Ruby’s face among the flashing lights, Gavin was slammed speechless
by what he saw. He saw a woman in serious need of a long kiss and so much more.
She was ripe. So ripe for the picking.
Though Gavin could walk away
now after successfully flipping the script on Ruby, a part of him wanted to
oblige her needs. Why not? Why shouldn’t he get at least a small taste of her
before he closed the book on them forever?
(c) 2014 by Mi'Chelle Dodson/Suprina Frazier
(c) 2014 by Mi'Chelle Dodson/Suprina Frazier
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