Saturday, December 6, 2014

Country Gal Gone Wild - Chapter 13.1

On the flight home, Gavin couldn’t stop thinking about Ruby and the precious time they’d spent together. They established a deep connection in just a short period of time. Surprisingly, that connection went beyond their commitments to their families. He’d known something was special about her from the moment he looked into her unique eyes.   
Gavin smiled at the memory of how violet her eyes had looked before they parted ways this morning. He licked his lips as he recalled exactly why and when they turned that particular color.
Fresh from a shower, Ruby had entered the bedroom right after their breakfast cart arrived. Her feet were bare, showing off ten reddish-orange painted toes. Her face was free of all makeup, revealing a few light freckles upon her cheeks. Her thick auburn locks fell in thousands of tiny ringlets about her face. The over-sized burgundy robe she wore made her look innocent and a bit vulnerable.
Gavin had never seen a more beautiful woman. He also had never felt so attracted or attached to one. Thus it had been extremely easy to fall in love with her.
Love? So soon?
Yes. Gavin had been in love before so he could recognize the deep feelings instantly. He had fallen for Sheila just as quickly. However, what he felt for her was nowhere near as deep as what he now felt for Ruby.
Gavin had been wise enough not to confess his love just yet. He hadn’t wanted to frighten her away. Instead he had reiterated how beautiful she was as he watched her lift lids off dishes to see what he ordered for breakfast.
“That is like the fortieth time I’ve heard you call me beautiful since we met. While I appreciate the compliments, I know that I’m nowhere near beautiful. Cute maybe, but certainly not beautiful,” Ruby had responded.
“Believe me, you’re beautiful.” Gavin crossed the room and hugged her from behind just as she bit into a croissant.
“You’re just saying that because you haven’t seen my sisters yet. Now they are what you call beautiful.”
“I’d still think you’re beautiful no matter who else is around.” Gavin grinded against her as he spoke.
She moaned just as she took another bit of croissant.
Gavin chuckled. “Are you moaning about me or about that bread in your mouth?” He moved her damp hair to one side and kissed the back of her neck.
Ruby moaned again. “What do you think my moans are about? They’re about you, silly. This bread can’t satisfy me like you can.” She put the half-eaten croissant back on the plate and then leaned into him.
Gavin moaned as her plump bottom brushed against his hardened desire. He put his arms about her and untied the sash on the robe. He moved the garment downward until it was at her waist. Then he turned her around and descended upon her large globes like a starving man. 
A low moan escaped Gavin’s lips now as he recalled how quickly things spiraled out of control. Once protection was in place, they hammered against one another as if they only had a week to build a three-story house.
As usual, Ruby went over the edge first. Her toes curled, clenching the plush rug beneath as she climaxed.
Gavin followed shortly thereafter. He gradually slowed his movements down to a crawl as he watched her eyes turn the loveliest shade of violet he had seen since Elizabeth Taylor was alive.  

“Sir, are you okay?” a flight attendant asked, instantly jerking him back to the present. 
Gavin blinked rapidly to refocus. “Yes, yes, I’m fine. Thank you. I was just remembering how enjoyable my recent trip was.”  
“I’m glad you had fun.” The flight attendant smiled, showing a pretty set of teeth to match her pretty face. “Now is there anything I can do for you?” Her green eyes and her tone were suddenly flirtatious.  
“No, thank you.” Gavin shook his head. There was only one woman that could give him what he needed. Her name was Ruby Dee Hudson.  
“Let me know if you change your mind.”  
“I will,” Gavin replied politely. Not! he added to himself. He’d already found the woman he wanted, the same woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.

(c) 2014 by Mi'Chelle Dodson/Suprina Frazier 

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