America, to refuel, no doubt, before they began their retreat to heaven only knew where.
Bloody Rose and her merry bunch had no idea who they were messing with.
No idea at all.
The delicious idea of revenge gripped Ruby’s heart, as well as her sex. She trembled, on the verge of coming as she visualized the redheaded cow swinging from a yardarm for her deeds, hanging with the other common criminals for her thievery. Groaning at the thought of it, her excitement mounted as her pussy contracted and quaked around the senator’s expert tongue.
As if sensing a shift in her mood, he paused in his oral onslaught to shout words of encouragement. “Come on! You know what I want. Come for me.”
Ruby never liked giving a man her pleasure, and more often than not faked her orgasms when it was her turn to take on the senator. But today she needed the release, so she took it. Face down on the bed she wriggled her ass into him, grinding her pussy against his lips, begging him to suck her, to tongue fuck her, to eat her all up until there was nothing left. No worry, no concern, nothing. The senator obliged, working her puss with renewed vigor as she at last did as he asked. Shoving his tongue inside her seizing sex, he drank her orgasm from the source while she cried out and rocked against his sucking mouth. As she exploded in delight, the soft muffled sound of his joy joined hers, signaling his mutual release.
The pair collapsed onto the mattress, each gasping for a much-needed breath.
“Ruby,” he croaked. “That was the best I’ve ever felt. Ever heard. It sounded incredible. Was I that good?”
Ruby nodded in silence, professionalism forbidding the truth from reaching her lips. She wouldn’t tell him that while his cock and lips and tongue were wondrous to experience, it was more the idea of bringing that woman to justice that made her come. A smile surfaced on Ruby’s lips as she once again imagined Rose getting what she deserved.
The senator took the smile as a sign he’d done well. He grinned, pleased with himself like every other self-centered man. Rolling over, he nestled against her as he peppered her neck and bare breasts with kisses. “I’m glad I could help you forget. At least for a moment.”
The post-orgasmic bliss fled at his words. Why did men even need to speak? That would be the first thing to go in her new world order. Males would speak only when spoken to. Or maybe men would just go altogether. Yes, a world of Amazonian sisters.
She frowned as she remembered that she couldn’t even trust other women.
The senator saw her face fall. “Ruby, love, don’t start worrying again. I’m sure your nephew will come back to you safe and sound.”
Ruby played into the moment, allowing her lip to quiver a little as she said, “I’m just so worried for him. He’s very naïve. Very sheltered. I can’t imagine what that woman is exposing him to.”
The senator pulled her tighter to him. “We’ll find the ship before anything happens to him. I promise.”
“I appreciate it, Carlson. But I can’t help feeling guilty. I’m the one who arranged his transport on that terrible ship. I thought I could trust her to bring him home to me. My only nephew. Now he’s gone.”
“Kidnapping,” the senator said, then sighed. “Who knew she had it in her?”
Ruby did. She shouldn’t have trusted Rose to begin with. No, that wasn’t the real issue. She shouldn’t have underestimated the woman. Especially considering the things Rose had done in the past. Terrible things. Deeds that matched Ruby’s in their sheer lack of morals and their horrible consequences.
The two of them should have been sisters at arms instead of sworn enemies.
The senator glanced at the clock with a grimace. “Looks like I’ve gone over a few minutes. Are they prorated, or do I pay for another full hour?”
Again, it was just like a man to worry about his wallet. Money and sex, that’s all they seemed to care about. Ruby shook
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