Chapter 3
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Ruth had already hailed a cab as he caught up with her. Harry had kindly let Mike slip off home early. They had both been somewhat flushed leaving the pub, but there was a chill to the air this evening. Once inside the cab, Harry forcefully told the driver where to head. Most definitely he was taking her home, to his.
Ruth loved this new side to Harry, she turned to face him and with his most adorable smile he spoke "thought mine was best tonight"….tonight, tonight clearly was only the start she thought inwardly.
She couldn't help but smile, red blush rising in her cheeks. With that, she captured his hand in hers, fingers interlaced, resting on her thigh. The driver muttered something about the prospect of a fall of snow over the next few days. Neither Harry nor Ruth took in what he had said. Often Harry had been in conversations with others and could skirt around subjects, "Yes, you never know he said" keeping the driver content. She couldn't help but notice his swell and let a soft giggle out, nervous at the impending prospects ahead.
His head was a little heavy after the amount of amber drank, but nothing could stop the dangerous passionate thoughts he was having. This woman was bloody mesmerizing. Ruth began to panic…..what underwear do I have on, I don't even know if they match, shit….I need them to match, I want him to….too late…. they had arrived.
She had been to Harry's house many times, but this time was different. Harry paid the driver and shut the door behind him.
Ruth stepped forward, Harry's careful hand placed on the small of her back leading the way. Be brave Ruth, lead him.
Harry on cue fumbled for his keys, clink they dropped onto the step, Ruth bent to pick them up and felt Harry move towards her hips, his hands gripped around, slowly but with warmth and intent.
She could feel all of him press against her. Her core was beginning to warm once again, she opened the door and they stepped inside.
Suddenly she turned around, dropped her coat and slammed Harry into the door, closing it at the same time. She reached around to the snib and locked it…..whilst looking at him with such desire he has never seen.
His heart is beating so fast, he can barely breathe, damn she is good…this woman is openly filled with passion. He can't quite believe his luck.
Chapter 4 to follow
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