UNRAVELING
1037 Words
RUBY'S POV
I watched him take two shots of alcohol without flinching as he continued to stare. Slowly, I stopped dancing, but I couldn't stop looking at him, I was frozen to a spot.
He had the kind of eyes one could write a thousand songs about.
His broad shoulders, his perfect jawline lined with well-carved out beards and his curly brown crew-cut hair left me with goosebumps. Judging from his muscular shoulders and athletic body build, it was obvious he spent a great deal of time in the gym. Even a demi-God would feel threatened by how handsome he looked.
"Oh my days!" I blurted shamelessly, then I felt a soft push from behind, leading me straight to him.
I didn't want to move, but my legs betrayed me.
One minute we were meters apart, the other minute I was standing very close to him.
"How did I get here," I said to myself.
"Come, princess" his deep voice caused my heart to beat against my chest uncontrollably.
At that moment, I could not identify what I was feeling. A million different emotions gushed through my entire being.
He stood up quietly, stretching his hand to grab mine. I didn't resist, instead I clutched him immediately.
"Ruby," I turned around to see who called my name, but the crowd was too much to concentrate on one person.
"Ruby!" The voice shouted again and I instantly recognized the voice. It was Paris's.
"Paris," I yelled back, hoping that she would hear my crooked voice regardless of how loud the music was.
"How did I forget her so easily?"
My attempt to pull away from him was futile. His grip tightened on my hand as he led me through the crowd and through a door with "VIP ONLY" boldly written on it.
" Come in," he ordered me in a gentle manner, wearing a mischievous smirk as he bit his lip.
He closed the door, gently pulling me inside the room and locking it hurriedly.
At that intense moment, I found myself pinned against the room's uneven wall.
My eyes never left his hungry ones. He looked dangerously seductive under the room's red lighting.
There was no way I could escape his strong clutch, which left me with no choice but to conform to his desires.
I wanted him, but I wasn't going to let him get me that easily.
I struggled to push him away at least, to create some distance between us, but my little attempts didn't seem to stop him from raining kisses on my neck and giving me slightly painful bites at intervals.
"You are so beautiful" he said, cupping my face in his hands, his eyes traveling around my face.
"I know," I replied softly, trying to control my breathing.
"But I have to... Someone is calling... My best friend...,"
"You are like an angel" he cuts in, drawing me closer and sniffing my hair.
"I know."
"You are my ruin". At this point, his lips were just a mere fraction away from mine.
I wanted to close the gap so badly, but I preferred he made the first move.
"I know," I whispered.
"I want you"
Butterflies erupt in my stomach.
I looked up at his forehead, staring actively at his birthmark. It was a strange-looking birthmark.
"What're you thinking of," he asked, refocusing my attention back on his lips.
I don't say anything and, for what feels like an eternity, we're standing there, both our breaths touching each other's faces.
Finally, he closed the gap slowly, his lips first brushing against mine and then latched onto my bottom lip.
Immediately, it's almost like there's electricity surging through my body.
His rough hands circle my waist in a tempting way, causing my back to arch in delight, my breasts pressed against his chest.
He dragged me closer to him once more as he wanted me to become part of him.
Just when I was sure he would shred my lips, he shifted to my neck and, at this point, I could no longer hold back.
I shut my eyes in defeat. There was nothing else I could do again.
Tilting my head back on impulse, he moved down to my collar bone, tracing wet kisses there and finally back to the sweet spot on my neck.
"What is your name?" He asked me.
All I did was moan. I couldn't even speak properly.
He removed my body from the wall as we walked to another corner slowly.
Grabbing on to him, to stop myself from falling, he lifted me up. My legs automatically straddled his waist. Once again, I'm pinned to the wall but in a more gentle way.
Slowly, he moved from my neck to my chest as he used a finger to drag the hand of my dress down, using his tongue to rub my n*****s.
Opening my eyes again, I stared down at the beautiful being. He was too slow, painfully slow, almost like he knew what he was doing.
Loosening my grip on him, he let me down. Even though I was a little bit confused, I used that opportunity to tug my dress down completely.
I unbuttoned his shirt quickly as he took off his belt.
"Wow," he said while his gaze touched every part of my body.
"What?" I replied under my breath.
"Your body!"
"What's wrong with my body?"
He replied with a kiss as I felt a pulse in my core that drove me off the edge.
"Ahhh" I let out a shrill cry.
He pulled out, in one swift movement.
He carried me and crossed the room in two long strides and threw me on the bed.
He parted my legs with one hand, and reached for my throbbing core, rubbing and massaging it.
Without warning, he swiftly buried his whole length in me,
"Oh s**t" I exclaimed at once.
This time, I did not bother fighting the moan that was stuck in my throat.
He thrust harder and harder until I could no longer wrap my legs around his waist. I had to release it.
Before I could get out another moan from my mouth, he muttered" f**k" in a soft way.
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