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Paxton had accepted that this was going to be how Andie would have greeted her. She’d prepared to just take whatever the younger woman felt she needed to say, it wasn’t going to hurt her. “Please, I’ll be staying right out of your way. I don’t know how I could possibly ruin your precious little excursion but whatever, I’m sure you’ll still be little miss perfect to everyone.” She couldn’t believe how little it time it took for them to be in an aggressive argument. “Oh believe me, Miss Baker, I can guarantee you I want to be here less. I couldn’t think of anything worse than to be stuck with you in the middle of forest surrounded by lake in small cabins and terrible food but your father gave me no choice.” Paxton was still angry at herself that she had checking Andie out. She did have very nice legs though and ass. Who would have thought.

The red head actually laughed and shook her head, as Andie spoke. She couldn’t possibly be serious. “You’re so overdramatic. I don’t need to coerce anyone. I can’t help that girl’s find me attractive and want things from me that your little christian mind wouldn’t handle.” Paxton removed her hat from her head and placed it on the towel, giving her hair a flick as she finished. “Better not tell you I rocked up late then, huh? Oops. What? Do you want a medal, Andie because you’re barking way up the wrong tree.” Paxton removed the jersey revealing her own bikini top that had been on underneath. The red head pretended to be shocked, “You’re such an angry little thing, aren’t you? Sounds like you need some kind of release.” She slipped her shorts down as she continued to absorb Andie’s rant, “I didn’t know you were going to be down here and you came at me first so you ruined your own solitude.” Paxton moved closer to Andie and knelt down beside her, “You know that’s not going to happen, Andie. So you better get use to me being around.” She stood back up and made her way to the edge of the dock, “Those shorts do wonders for your legs, Cinderella, maybe you should wear them more often,” she smirked back at the other girl. 

“There is always a choice, Paxton. My father is a Pastor, not some forceful coercer like you’re probably used to in your circles.” Andie snapped brazenly, feeling the hair on the back of her neck prickle. How frustrating that Pax could get under her skin like this. She was a good person. She wasn’t supposed to raise her voice and lose her temper but Paxton pushed her buttons so unbelievably well that it was Andie’s biggest irritation to date. “And the food is fantastic, I’ll have you know! They’re working really hard in there!” She huffed defensively, unwilling to hear Paxton say another bad thing about the place she looked forward to every year. Ever since she was a child she had looked forward to the final week of summer and now Paxton was here and she was ruining it. With her fudging stupid attitude and her bullsugar mouth. This person who had just wandered into their happy little town and strutted into church like she could do whatever the frick she wanted. Andie wouldn’t stand for it. Not here. 

“Could you not be so crude? Please remember where you are with your foul mouth! This isn’t one of your orgies or brothels. I don’t judge but please don’t bring your sinful mouth here.” Andie blinked and bunched her small hands up into fists. Oh god, the thoughts of Paxton’s sinful mouth. She’d eaten her pussy so good in her dreams, until her lips were dripping with Andie’s heat and Andie had awoken soaked at the mental image of it. Watching Paxton drop her hat, Andie scowled. It looked silly anyway. “No I don’t need a medal to prove anything. Thank you though.” She grumbled, locking her arms over her petite chest. “I don’t need anything from you.” She squeaked, turning her head away as Paxton slipped her shorts down. “I mean I don’t need anything and I don’t need to hear it from you. You’re being ridiculous. You don’t know me. You ruined it. You’re still ruining it.” She almost whined, the edges of a childish tone lingering on her tongue. She couldn’t even take her eyes off her, concerned what she’d do next. But the last comment actually made a noise of frustration slip through her lips. “Don’t look at me. Don’t even...come near me.” She barked before pointing at the other. “Just don’t ruin this. People that are here actually care about these kids, not just doing whatever it is you do. This is about them so...just go if you can’t do what’s right. And just...stay away from me, Paxton.” 

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Paxton couldn’t deny that she hadn’t thought about doing this to Andie at least once. Good little church girl wanting her to fill her. She’d fucked a lot of girls but the way her finger moved in and out of Andie was something else. “That’s it, baby. Feel good.” As she took the brunette’s fingers in her mouth, she made sure to get all of the girl’s juices. The way Andie tasted was unlike anyone she ever had tasted before. She was hooked and she was going to want a whole lot more after this. Paxton let out a soft moan as she heard her name. The redhead continued at that pace until she heard Andie’s request. She was eager to add another finger. To feel Andie stretch around her even more. “Yes, ma’am.” Paxton offered her a warm and supportive smile, “I know you can.” Paxton halted her thrusts and moved up Andie’s body and kissed her sweetly, allowing her to really take in the moment. God, she wanted those lips all to herself. As Andie’s thighs fell apart Paxton moaned, the brunette was all to eager and she liked it. At the sound of a question, the woman nodded, “You can, of course. Feel free to give it a tug when you need.” Paxton winked at her with a smirk before she traced Andie’s entrance with her two fingers. “Remember if it gets uncomfortable let me know.” She gently pushed the two fingers in and immediately felt Andie’s walls around her. Clamping down around them. She moved them in slowly to allow Andie’s body to accomodate. Her eyes not once taken from Andie’s. She could feel her stretching the younger woman’s walls, something she found so sexy. Once she was as deep as she could go, she stilled, allowing Andie a moment, “You okay? Your pussy is perfect. So tight around me.”

“I’ll let you know.” She squeaked before biting her lip as Paxton added a second finger. It did feel tight but there was something about the way she stretched around Paxton’s hand that was so fucking good. Her breathing caught in her chest and she gripped Pax’s shoulder lightly, nodding her head ever so slightly. It felt good. It felt really fucking good. She’d never had anything inside her before and now Paxton felt amazing. When her fingers were completely inside her, Andie gasped and arched her back. She wanted to squirm. She wanted to writhe around on the bed as the heat flared up her chest and into her cheeks. This felt incredible. Why had she never done this? Could she even do this to herself? She doubted it. “You’re so deep.” She keened as she took hold of the back of Paxton’s neck and swallowed hard. She was struggling for breath, her breasts shaking as she took in air and released it. She didn’t know what she wanted. She didn’t know what her body needed but she was feeler hotter. Wetter. And she could feel a pressure building inside her stomach and around Paxton’s fingers, like she was fluttering on the edge of clamping down. “I-I don’t know how it feels when you...” Her eyes widened a little and looked into Paxton’s. “I don’t know how it feels to come but t-this feels like I might...” She stammered before groaning again. In a bold move, she moved her lips to the side of Paxton’s face, brushing against her jaw and neck. “I think you should...move them. A little faster.” 

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The fact that she was dragged into the volunteering job with the church pissed her off. The moment Andie Baker’s father had pulled her aside to ask, she felt trapped. There was no excuses that the pastor was accepting. She didn’t want to look after other people’s children, she could barely look after herself. He had handed her Andie’s number to get in contact and it was the easiest number she had been gotten. Not that she would care for using it for any other reason than to annoy Andie. Andie Baker. Of course she would be there helping the kids with a huge smile. Paxton cringed at the thought of being surrounded by the church girl for such a long period of time. The pair could barely go ten minutes without arguing with each other. The only thing that pushed her through was the thought of her mother being proud of her for accepting such a responsibility. 

Paxton quite enjoyed the outdoors, not that anyone would know that. The camping, the hiking, the fires, rope swings over lakes, it reminded her of her childhood. It stirred all kinds of feelings within her. The thought of revisiting those feelings made her uncomfortable. The red head had tried to avoid being around others setting up, it was like being around fifteen Andie Bakers and might just be too much for her to handle. Not to mention she had turned up late. But they should be glad she was there, right? She was surprised that she’d managed to avoid the brunette so far. She knew it was going to be a long few days. It had been quite warm, which didn’t help her mood. 

Paxton had noticed a small dock earlier that she figured she could use for a dip in the water to take the edge off. She’d had her bathers on underneath her oversized basketball jersey and shorts knowing that swimming had always been a possibility. Her hat she wore backwards as she made her way down to the dock. Of course with her luck, she noticed someone else already down there. She rolled her eyes. However immediately she couldn’t help but notice the shorts and the legs, the ass. She bit her lip. Maybe this experience wouldn’t be so bad after all. The confidence oozed from her as she got closer. Cute girls, nature. Getting this one was going to be a piece of cake. Paxton licked her lips as she went to say something cocky but the other woman turned, immediately Paxton felt sick. She cursed underneath her breath. Had she really just been checking out Andie Baker? The woman’s voice was snappy, no surprise. Immediately Paxton’s guard went up. “Oh but I am suppose to be here, Cinderella. I told you your father gave me absolutely no choice. So go, call daddy,” she smirked, “he’s only going to tell you the same thing I did. He can’t help you. We’re stuck here together.” The red head’s eyes immediately fell to Andie’s body and lack of clothing. She looked good. Incredible even. Who would have thought that all that had been hidden away. “And I don’t want to be here just as much as you don’t want me here.”

Her eyes fell to the book in Andie’s hand and she scoffed, “Are you seriously reading that thing? Do you ever stop? You really are the next Virgin Mary, may as well make you a Saint while we’re at it, huh?” Paxton threw her towel onto the dock. “Don’t mind me, I was just coming for a quick dip in the water. You can continue to read your book. Sure seems like fun. I really don’t get you, Baker. Nice to see you didn’t opt for your grandmother’s mothball smelling swimsuit though, improvement..”`

Paxton was goading her and Andie knew it. Of course, her father had roped Paxton into this and now Andie was the one that had to suffer through it. God tested her in very strange ways but she didn’t think her own father would want this nuisance hanging around, corrupting the children and being a general annoyance. “I come away on this excursion to help people. And you, Miss Lockwood, are beyond help. Please don’t ruin this for me.” She knew she was leaping straight to the point but it annoyed her so much. The fact her father had allowed this and the fact that she was going to have to push through it. Because that’s what she did. She rose above because she was gracious and Good and God would always support her. “Don’t flatter yourself. There’s no possible way you could want to be here any less than I want you to be here.” She rolled her eyes and looked down at the book in her hand. She didn’t usually pour over the Bible as much as people might assume she did. She wasn’t someone that could recite everything by word. 

“I’d rather be the Virgin Mary than Beelzebub, coercing yourself and the poor women around you into sin.” She watched Paxton throw her towel down and scowled. Did she already think this was all about kicking back and relaxing? There were no dirty antics here and Andie wasn’t going to stand for it. “Of course you were, everyone else is setting up and this is my first break since 5am and you’re just going to go for a quick dip.” She scoffed and looked down at her bikini. “That’s just uncalled for, Paxton. Pretty much like all of this. You’ve completely spoilt my solitude and moment of peace and I’m sure you’re going to ruin the rest of this experience for me.” She shoved the Bible back into her pocket and shook her head. “If you had any Good in you, you’d be gone by morning.” 

[waverlyyhaught]

“The point is, that I love you” Wayhaught – Wynonna Earp 3x03

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Paxton could feel her own arousal becoming more apparent as the sounds of Andie’s voice filled her head. She’d slept with a lot of girls but the way Andie sounded beneath her, it was something else. Looking down at the sight before her, Paxton had never seen anything sexier. Sweet, little innocent Andie Baker, wasn’t so innocent after all. The more she got the sweet taste of the brunette the hoped that it wouldn’t be her last. Paxton wanted to teach her all the tricks, she wanted to show her how good she could really feel, have her screaming her name. To have her sit on her face. She knew Andie was obedient but seeing it all for her, stirred something in her stomach. “Good.” Paxton had immediately deepened the kiss, knowing that Andie was tasting herself on her lips. Paxton moaned into the kiss. As she continued to rub Andie’s clit, she could feel the girl’s eyes on her. “God you’re so hot.” Paxton wanted to make Andie as comfortable and relaxed as she could have before she slid into her and the way her name fell from Andie’s lips shot straight to her arousal. She was wet, she could feel it in her boxer briefs. The redhead glanced at Andie’s face, seeing her biting her lip and eyes full of arousal, it only encouraged her. The younger woman was tight around her and she knew she needed to pull herself together. Upon hearing Andie’s questions, Paxton nodded, “It’s perfect, baby. I haven’t felt anything better.” She was glad to hear it felt good for her. The red head gently began to move her finger in and out gently watching Andie’s face, “Good. Relax and feel, when you think you’re ready, let me know if you want another.” As she allowed Andie to get use to the feeling she picked up the speed of her thrust, her finger dripping wet from her juices, “You feel good, baby? Wrapped around my finger.” With her other hand, for a minute and took the hand Andie was rubbing against herself and placed the fingers that had done the most work in her mouth, tasting the girl once more. She groaned, wanting to feel more of her, however she knew this had to be about Andie. Her mind flicked to the thought of being able to pound into her with her strap on. Paxton placed Andie’s hand on her lower abdomen before she leaned down to take the brunette’s tit in her mouth, rolling the nipple with her tongue as she continued to quicken the pace of her thrusts. “That’s it, baby, I can feel your walls getting tighter.” 

I haven’t felt anything better. Andie’s cheeks were now a deep pink. Of course, Paxton would know exactly what to say. She was a lady killer by all accounts and Andie wouldn’t be told otherwise. But as she became putty in Paxton’s hands, completely wet and tight around her, she knew Paxton could be whoever she wanted and she’d be desperate for more. The sensation of Paxton’s long finger moving inside her was amazing. The way she could feel the drag of skin but could also hear as Pax’s finger filled her again. “Yes.” She breathed, suddenly feeling like her body was liquid heat. She wanted another but she wasn't sure if she could take it. She did feel tight. But also...she wanted to feel more. More of Paxton. “Paxton...” She squeaked as Paxton took hold of her hand and took her fingers into her mouth. It was also very hot and she was a little embarrassed that all the other would taste was her. Did she taste good? What did she even taste like? She swallowed thickly and looked up into Paxton’s face. She had quite striking features. The red hair. The deep eyes. And then she lost her eye line as Paxton’s mouth descended to her breast, skillfully working her nipple. Little bursts of pleasure shot through her with every lap and lick. And when her finger moved faster, she let out a trembling moan. Her body did feel good. She didn’t really know to react though as she felt something in her body get almost higher. Like it was building. “A-add another finger.” She requested shakily. It’d be tight. And it might stretch her out. “I-i think I can take it....” She chewed her lip and let her thighs fall open even more. “Can I...hold your head?”

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Doing good things for the Church was what Andie did and nothing said helping the community like taking the local kids away for the final week of the holidays. She’d been part of this church organised trip herself when she’d been little and once she’d been old enough, under her father’s eye, she’d been the most eager out of everyone to volunteer. It was lovely to see so many of the children getting away from their boring small-town lives to go see another more isolated area of small town backwoods. But, no matter how backwood, the lakeside cabins were very quaint and the view across the lake was rather pretty. 

somewhere behind her, on the breeze carrying through the trees, she could hear the noise from the mess hall. the chefs and volunteers were getting ready for the lunch run tomorrow when the children would arrive. all the staff just had to come the day in advance to make sure they knew where everything was. Andie had wandered away from everyone, her small bible tucked into the back pocket of her denim shorts. The late evening was getting cooler but she didn’t feel the chill in her shorts and bikini top. It was the only time she’d ever wear it. 

The rest of the time is made her feel a bit naughty. Not that she hadn’t been feeling more naughty lately. Waking up wet. Rubbing her thighs together. Wondering whether her own fingers would feel like Paxton’s had in the dream. She doubted it. Sighing, she pinched her nose. Sinful. Sinful thoughts. She pulled her bible out of her pocket and turned toward the lake. The sound of footsteps got her attention before she’d even began reading. And when she saw her she didn’t know where the heat went to first. “What on God’s Earth are you doing here?” She barked, staring straight at Paxton. “You’re not supposed to be here.” She felt heat on her neck. “No, I’m calling daddy.”  @greasemonkeywrites

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Paxton was happy with the amount of attention she had given the girl’s breasts. She wasn’t picky, boobs, ass they were all good to her but the boobs had a slight hold over her. “Good girl, don’t forget that, okay.” She could see that Andie was wound up. Virgins. Pax moved down the girl’s body trail kisses down her stomach over her hip bones until she was lead to the spot she most desired. It was glistening wet, she groaned in eagerness. Paxton loved that Andie was rocking her hips against the bed. “This is only the beginning.” She reached for Andie’s dominant hand and brought it to her wet centre ready. She took Andie’s finger and ran it through her folds, “You’re soaking. All for me. Is this what I do to you, huh?” She placed her two fingers over Andie’s clit and circled it gently, “Put your hand over mine because you’re going to take over.” She looked up with a smirk as she continued to rub the girl’s bundle of nerves and Paxton’s self control was something else tonight. “You ready? Keep rubbing exactly where my hand is, experiment a little, faster, harder.” Paxton grinned before she had her mouth between the girl’s thighs, her tongue ran through the girl’s folds, Andie’s taste was something else.She couldn’t get enough of the girl. She moaned as she moved her tongue up and down. Her hand traced her entrance, teasing her. Knowing that she probably wouldn’t hold on too much longer, she wanted to make sure Andie experienced everything. She could have sat there and ate the girl out all night. Pax pulled away to take a look at the girl withering beneath her. “How’s that feel?” She moved up the girl’s body and kissed her hard, letting Andie taste herself on her lips. “You’re so beautiful, Andie. I want to be inside you. I want to feel you tight around me.” And she wanted to fuck her hard but again, time and place. “I’m gonna test you now, you’re going to feel some discomfort okay? But just relax, remember tell me if you feel uncomfortable or you need to adjust. I’ll start with one finger, yeah? And I still want you to touch yourself, just how you were, “That’s hot as fuck.” Paxton kissed her once last time before she moved to kneel beside her, she placed a kiss on the inside of each thigh before she trailed her finger through her wet centre, letting out a hungry groan at he soaked finger. She circled Andie’s entrance gently before she pushed in ever to gently with her finger. Paxton let out a moan as she felt Andie’s pussy clamping around her finger. She was tight. Really fucking tight. “You okay, baby?” She had paused to allow Andie to adjust. “You’re so tight, lil one.” 

Andie had never felt her pussy so wet but then again, she’d never really touched her most intimate parts. Masturbation was dirty and self-indulgence was right up there with the sin of lust. The thought of pleasuring herself, even in the confines of her room beneath her warm and snuggly blanket, made her feel naughty. And when Paxton’s hand moved her own to her clit, heat burst all over her body. Not only was Paxton touching her—another woman who she didn’t even like—but her hand was there too. “Yes.” She breathed hoarsely, shivering at the feeling of Paxton’s rubbing her clit. She followed the instructions obediently, never taught to do anything else but the idea of having to touch her own body was nervewracking. What if she wasn’t just bad with other people but also herself? She was supposed to be complete in tune with her body. Her mind. Her thoughts. Her love for God. But she didn’t know anything about this side of herself at all. And just when she took over, her fingers were reduced to a slightly shuddering rotation when Paxton’s deliciously hot mouth covered her dripping cunt. Her long tongue felt so slick as it slipped through Andie’s folds and the shake that went through her body was unlike anything she’d ever felt. “It felt so good.” She whined softly as Paxton moved up. She took the kiss hungrily, tasting herself on Paxton’s lips. Another fucking sinful thing to feel. It was all fucked sinful. But it felt incredible. Paxton was playing her body like an instrument. Be inside her. Discomfort. Her breathing quickened slightly. She nodded and continued to slightly clumsily rub her clit. But Pax found it hot. Andie’s eyes didn’t leave her once, fingers still running over herself. She felt so exposed but she didn’t want to cover herself. Especially not as Paxton’s finger rubbed her entrance. And when she slid into her, Andie’s body clamped down. “Pax...” She whined, biting her lips and writhing a little. But her eyes were blown with pleasure. A shy pleasure and lust that was bottled up. She felt tight but she knew Pax was being gentle. She rubbed her clit a little more firmly and felt herself get wetter. The combined sensation of clitoral and internal touches. “I-is that good? D-does it feel good to be tight?” She swallowed thickly. “It feels good to me...”

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Oliver shifted on his feet as he waited for the door to open. The sound of Ruby’s voice spiked his heart rate. He couldn’t believe his luck for the evening. He knew weddings had the tendency to make the idea of hooking up with someone all the more better but this was different. He had connected with Ruby and he hoped it wasn’t just the alcohol flowing. As the door opened, his eyes immediately fell to the dark haired woman and her silk dressing gown. A smile crossed his face. “Sorry, ma’am, I must have the wrong room number,” He teased. Ollie followed Ruby into the room with ease as she reached for his sleeve. He shook his head as he declined the offer. “I think I have had more than enough tonight, thank you though.”

He couldn’t get over how effortlessly beautiful the woman in front of him was, his body itching to be closer to her once again. That silk robe looked too good on her. At her question he nodded as he reached for her hand “I did, it would have been better if someone had decided to stay around and watch my terrible dance moves.” He chuckled as he sat on a chair and pulled her to sit on his leg. “They’re so happy. If I managed to find someone that makes me half as happy as they make each other, I’d be pretty damn blessed.” He looked up at her, her eyes big brown, completely captivating. He wondered if she could feel the pull between them, he wanted to feel her lips on his, the electricity between then was buzzing. Cautiously he placed his hand on her thigh, “I’ve been thinking about something all night and I don’t know if I can resist..” He trailed off and moved to press his lips softly against hers giving her the option to pull away if wanted.

He was so softly charming. From the way he spoke to the way he carried himself, Ruby found herself quite intrigued by his disposition. I think I have had more than enough tonight. That made her smile, knowing that although drinking was never essential at weddings, a lot of people did throw them back to celebrate the festivities. And why not celebrate the marriage of two amazing people? Especially when he was clearly so besotted with the pair. Which was even nicer to see than the complimentary wine on the tables. “Well, I thought you needed to be with your family. You can’t be hanging around with the wedding planner.” She laughed airily. But the way his hand felt around hers was really quite lovely. Firm but gentle. Warm as their fingers met. 

And when he pulled her down to sit on his leg, she smiled even wider and patted his chest lightly. That strong, firm chest that she’d been looking at for most of the evening. “Well seeing people like them makes it seem possible. And I’ve seen countless couples have amazing days. It’s really wonderful.” Always the planner, never the bride. Not that she actually associated that trope with herself. She’d never pined when she planned weddings. It was just how it was. When his hand moved to her thigh, she felt heat spread up her neck. It felt good. And then he spoke and then there was quiet between them as his lips met hers. She responded softly and then eagerly, sliding a hand through his short hair. “I don’t want you to resist. At all.” She breathed against his mouth. “Because I guarantee I probably don’t want to resist either....”

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Oliver nodded confidently at his offer, hoping that she wouldn’t completely shut the idea down. “I wouldn’t say it was out there, just a little different. Not your average first date, you know?” He didn’t want to be one of those cliche first dates. They’re usually cheesy and all the same, he was more into making experiences. He nodded again, “Yeah, they’re beautiful dogs, loyal and they love being active which is perfect out here.” He chuckled, “I’m sure she is.” Oliver raised an eyebrow, “I’m not sure what you mean by this aesthetic but I’m sure you’re dead on.” 

A warm smile graced his lips as he looked at her, still so very taken by her beauty. As much as he didn’t want to, he let go of her body and took a step back, “I’ll see you later. Room 43.” Oliver leaned down and placed a kiss against her cheek before he backed away and made his way back over to his family, taking Andie’s hand in the process and dragging her for a dance, a wide grin across his face.

After a few more hours everything had begun to really settle, Andie and Paxton had just left the venue to begin the start of their honeymoon. The party was wrapping up, guests beginning to file back to their rooms. Oliver had said goodnight to his family and began to make his way to room 43. There was a haste in his step, he was excited to see Ruby again. He couldn’t take his mind from her. How they clicked so well, how beautiful she was. As he reached room 43, he brushed down his clothes to make sure he still looked acceptable. He knocked on the door and waited, his heart racing as the nerves really took over. 

Ruby waited patiently, a flute of champagne in her lithe fingers as she watched an episode of some fashion competition programme on the large flat-screen television on the wall. Although she wasn’t antsy or overly impatient in waiting for Oliver to arrive at her room, she just hoped that at some point he would. Once or twice she’d even laughed at the idea of it: the brother of the bride she’d worked so closely with to make her day perfect. And now she’d given him her room number. Smiling against the rim of her glass, she hummed in thought. His arms and chest had been so firm. His thick neck and broad shoulders a clear display of his physical capability and his eyes and smile had been so warm. 

Ruby didn’t really have a problem finding men to be interested in her but she did have an issue in gaining interest back. Too many times they’d overwhelm her with corny lines or cliche sayins, just for a moment to look at her tits as she puffed her chest out but Oliver had asked her about herself and compliment her work. It was little things that eventually meant a lot, especially when she did pour so much of herself into what she did. Ultimately, it was always about the happy couple but Ruby wasn’t minding the fact she felt quite happy too. 

And when the knock at the door sounded through the hotel room, she smiled and drained her glass, setting the open bottle and flute on the desk. “Just coming.” She called out as she tightened the belt of her silk dressing gown before moving toward the door and pulling it open half. “I don’t remember ordering room service, apologies.” She teased, shutting the door slightly before reaching for his sleeve. “Come in, Oliver. Can I offer you a drink? Some champagne? Some wine?” She brushed her dressing gown across her smooth thighs and turned to look at him. “Did you enjoy the rest of your evening? How are Andie and Paxton?”

[iwt-v]

“No matter what happens,                I need you to know                 that I have never loved anyone                            the way that I love you.”

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“They’re really sweet. The photo albums, I mean.” He loved the idea honestly. It was a glimpse into the pair’s lives, the love they had for each other, the glances that stood out in every single photo. The way they that Paxton looked at Andie as if she was the only and most important thing in the world. They’d laid their love out in pictures. “Hot or hotshot?” He smirked at her. It was nice to hear that she was close to her sisters, obviously he knowing himself how important he felt it was to be involved in his sibling’s lives. “I’m glad to hear you guys are close, even if you don’t get to see each other too much.”

Oliver wasn’t surprised that the woman had grown up in the city. He wondered if she realised how much fun she was missing out on, unless it wasn’t something she was interested in trying. “I’m sure this habits can be hard to shake, it’s complete different worlds. Clear night skies, they’re pretty impressive too.” He laughed at her joke with the image of someone who thought walking in dirt with heels was a good idea. “You lost a heel, huh?” He nodded, “If you’re interested in trying, I’d love to take you sometime, maybe dinner by a campfire?” Ollie loved food, it didn’t matter what it was he would eat it.”You’ve got great taste. I wouldn’t say I have a favourite, I’ll eat pretty much anything. Homemade meals though, there’s just something about them.” He shook his head, “There’s nothing wrong with spoiling your dog, she sounds like a beautiful dog. I want to eventually get a working dog I haven’t quite decided on a breed but it’s always been something I have wanted, especially moving here.” As Ruby leant into his chest, Ollie moved his hands to gently move up and down her back, he eyes were set on her and he smiled at her words, “Looks like I am one lucky guy.” His head looked around to find Andie looking at the two of them, not too far behind his mother. Not exactly what he needed when talking to someone he found attractive. She’ll have questions already lined up for him. He nodded his head at her suggestion, “I’ll be there, I’d very much like that. It’s been a pleasure to have been in your company tonight, Ruby. You look stunning, just in case you forgot.” With that he pressed a kiss to her cheek and allowed her to go as much as he didn’t want to leave her. He made is way back to his family and pulled his sister into a dance.

Ruby knew that there was a slim chance he would consider her offer foolish. After all, he could have been talking a big game but after their dance disappeared never to be seen again. Not that it was a direct offer but they’d spoken about small things during their exchange and surely he wasn’t going to miss out on her implication. “Dinner and a campfire.” Now that was another offer than she didn’t want to reject. “Sounds incredibly out there and wild.” She joked, nodding in agreement to his comment about homemade food. Ruby did like to cook but she did also like finding the best places to dine. However, for the right man she could definitely see herself working more toward perfecting a few iconic dishes. “Working dogs? Nice. Sage just mainly lays around and looks pretty. Which I can’t blame her for because she is gorgeous. But then, I guess working dogs go with your whole guys gone outback wild aesthetic.” Another joke. Because he was so easy to be herself around. 

“Oliver.” She mumbled, her cheeks feeling hotter by the second. So many compliments....and the night wasn’t even over. “The pleasure has been mutual.” Even saying the words made her chest thump. “So I’m very grateful. Now, go look handsome with your family.” She held his eye contact for a second and welcomed the kiss to her cheek willingly. His lips did feel soft.

After giving a small, cheesy wave she turned around and heaving to her suite. The quieter noise was welcomed and as she ran the bath, she stripped down completely and let the air cool her slightly warm skin. As she slipped into the bath, her mind drifted to Oliver. How happy he’d been. His words. Fuck, the way his chest felt beneath her hands. She felt her skin heat up once more. Eventually, she slipped out of the bath and towelled herself off. It wasn’t like she had a timeframe. He could be two minutes or two hours. Slipping into a thin dressing gown, she lay back on the bed and curled up against the pillows. Now...with a pounding heart....she supposed she just waited.

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Oliver chuckled and shook his head, playing down her compliment, “I wouldn’t exactly say that, maybe in a past life.” He didn’t miss the life he left behind. He felt as if he had once again picked up his life from where it left off before he moved away to college as a four star recruit. He grew up playing football, it was all he ever knew. He wasn’t the smartest at school but he worked hard to get what he wanted and what he needed. He enjoyed the business side of things, earned him a comfortable amount of money. “I hope so.” He glanced over at his sister for a moment, still wrapped up in her new wife, Paxton whispering something in her ear causing her to giggle, “She’s the baby of the family but I’d like to think that we were as close as we could have been at a younger age and to be honest, I just missed being around members of my family.” He listened to her speak about her own family and he nodded in understanding, “Life kinda throws everyone in different directions, kinda makes you realise all the time you took for granted when you were younger. I hope when I have kids they’re close, nothing beats that friendship and love that siblings have for each other.”

As he moved closer to her, it was becoming harder to control the urge to just kiss her. He knew he couldn’t though. His tried his best not to let his mind drift to the fact they were practically pressed up against each other. He wouldn’t admit to her that he’d already thought about having his way with her. It was a wedding after all. It’s as if it puts a spell on people to shack up for the night, She was beautiful, smart and kind, something he found so incredibly sexy. “Pure. I couldn’t have said it better myself. Have you ever done anything like that, off road trucking?” Her hands on his chest wasn’t the only place he would have minded them roaming. He closed his eyes for a moment trying to come back to the moment and not focus on her hands on his chest. Oliver raised an eyebrow, “What’s your favourite kind of food?” He smiled at the thought of a dog, that was one of the next things he had planned to do. Get himself a working dog. “What kind of breed is she?” He was curious, he wanted to know as much about her as she felt comfortable telling him. Ollie smirked at her final words, “Any handsome man in particular?”

“She’s wonderful. She mentioned all of you briefly. We spoke a lot about the importance of the little photo albums and the pictures as well as the table layouts. She never mentioned her older brother was such a hotshot though.” Ruby teased as she took in a deep, relaxed breath and continued to stroke his chest. “My sisters and I are still close. We meet up yearly over the Christmas holidays when we go away to Europe. It’s sort of a tradition we’ve developed. and we have too many group chats that we flood with messages until the others reply.” She laughed lightly and nodded in agreement. Ruby was a busy woman and she had very little time for thinking about children. She had thought about them and with her older sister pregnant with her second child, she at least had spent time around little ones. She wanted to be a mother but just wasn’t there quite yet. A few more years in the business and maybe someone to have them with and she’d be ready. 

“No, I haven’t. I grew up in the city so we didn’t really get out to the sticks much and when I moved down here I tended to keep my city habits. I learnt very quickly that high heels don’t mix well with dirt roads and grass.”  Her nose crinkled and she sighed. “That was a joke. Of course, I knew they were a bad mix...but I did still lose a heel. I think I’d enjoy it though. I’d probably scream but I think I’d enjoy it.” And maybe she would. With the right person. “My favourite food? I love curries and ramen bowls. You don’t really get them around here but I’ve grown a real soft spot for such of the local cuisine. What do you like?” She asked, wondering why he was taking his time to ask such nice questions. It was refreshing. “She’s a Goldendoodle. She’s very sweet and loves to give kisses. I spoil her too much but she’s adorable so it’s hard not to.” She leant her head against his chest briefly and then looked up at him. “You, Oliver. You.” She wasn’t bashful. She didn’t skirt around the topic. “But I think your sister is looking this way and...could that be your mother is also...I think you’re wanted...” She licked her lip and squeezed his shirt lightly. “Maybe you should go and spend time with your family. Save a dance for your baby sister. And...perhaps...if you’d like to see me again tonight we can carry this dance on in room 43. If you’d like.”