Ruben Dias - Don't Answer

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Rubens girlfriend let out a deep sigh and slumped back against the front door as it slammed shut behind her. The calming feeling of home washed over her in waves, helping her gather enough strength to take another step into the apartment. It was more or less Rubens home, but after spending the past few nights there she had come to know it as her own, especially whenever Ruben was there.

He looked up from the bowl of cereal he was having as his girlfriend slowly slowly made her way into the kitchen.

"What's wrong?" He asked, mimicking her tired expression.

"I had a day." She sighed and put her purse on top of the kitchen Island where he sat.

"Your boss?" Ruben frowned.

"My boss." She nodded.

Her boss had been way up her ass latley and more so for the past few weeks. Ruben usually let her vent about it after work, today however she seemed more tense about things. He worried that the situation had escalated.

"Fuck." She groaned, reaching for her vibrating phone.

"Is that her?" Ruben asked.

She checked the display.

"It's her alright."

"Don't answer."

"I have to Ruben, she is my boss."

"No, you don't. What you need to do is rest."

"I will baby, after this call."

He rolled his eyes and stood. "You said the same thing yesterday and what happened? You ended up working all night." Ruben thought of the rest and recovery days he usually had on his schedule. Why couldn't his girlfriend also set aside time for herself? They hardly had time for each other anymore because of the way her boss was working her like a horse.

"Ruben please just let me take this call. I'll be joining you for a bowl of cereal in a minute."

Ruben shook his head. He did not look convinced. "You need to rest now." He said, stepping up to her.

"Ruben no. What are you doing?"

In one smooth motion he scooped her up in his arms.

"Ruben put me down. Stop it!"

She kicked her legs in front of him, making it difficult for Ruben to navigate his way towards the bedroom, however he was determined to get her there.

"Rest." He said, plotting her down on his king sized bed.

"Is this your plan huh?" She said, laying flat on her back, looking up at him. "Force me to rest?"

"No." He grinned. Ruben had many ways to help his girlfriend relax. Luckily her phone had stop vibrating as she lay down before him, this way her attention was all on him and what he was about to do to her.

"Ruben." She gasped.

His arms tugged her thighs, adjusting her to lay directly beneath him on the bed. She did not repell him when he bent down to kiss her lips. He did not stop until he felt her relax against him.

"Ruben please." She said, moaning into his mouth. "I have to call her back."

"No." He groaned, raising his head from her lips, moving on to her neck.

"Ruben." She sighed, but held a hand to the back of his head, keeping him there.

He nibbled her skin, tracing soft love bites down towards her collarbone. He pulled the lace down to her top, wanting to expose more skin for him to kiss. She arched her back, bringing her chest upwards. Ruben did not refuse the offer to have a go at her breast.

"Fuck me." She groaned, finally getting into it.

"Trust me, I will."

Ruben unhooked her bra as quick as he had scooped her up from the floor. He tossed it aside before licking across the fabric of her top, feeling her nipples become pebbles beneath his tounge.

"Oh Ruben please." She clawed her nails down his back. "I need this, I need you."

"Not yet." He said, snaking a hand under her shirt. Her breast was warm beneath his hands, fitting perfectly against his palm. He was on his way back to your lips but paused at the sound of her phone vibrating somewhere beneath the sheets.

"It's her." His girlfriend's body tensed as she perked up.

"Don't answer." Ruben said, tracing sloppy kisses across her jaw.

"I have to." Her hand searched underneath the pillows, locating the phone. She gave his shoulder a light shove before answering. "Hello, Malena?"

"Yes. No, I'm sorry I just arrived home. "

"No it's no problem. I can talk. "

Ruben sighed.

She mimicked the words 'sorry'.

He bowed his head as the battle was lost.

"No, I received that email yesterday. I thought I sent you my response..."

Ruben lay with his chin resting against her stomach, waiting patiently for his girlfriend's conversation with her boss to end. He liked the way she kept running her hands through his hair. It had gotten too long for his liking but if he cut it off moments like these would be lost.

As he lay there sinful thoughts started to appear. Ruben couldn't help but to feel tempted by the way her nipples darted at him, hard and tender from his previous love bites.

"....no I know. Perhaps if we booked a meeting with the...Ruben?"

He received a slap across his head, but did not detach his lips from his girlfriend's nipples, this way pinning her back down against the matress.

"Oh no, that was just my cat." She spoke into the phone, her voice very agitated.

She hissed at him "Ruben, stop it."

He smiled against her chest and lowered himself to her belly.

"Yes, no. I heard you..."

Ruben's girlfriend had no option but to stay on the phone with her boss. She tossed and turned in a pathetic attempt to get him off of her.

"Please..." She bit her lip and let out a low shriek. Ruben had tugged at her jeans, removing them quicker than she could protest. He was glad to see that a part her longed for him. The sight of her damped panties made the bulge in his sweatpants grow stiffer.

"I agree, we should take more charge as a company..."

Ruben was impressed by how good his girlfriend was at keeping a straight face and muffle up the sounds of her breathy moans with the back of her hand.

"Ruben please." She whispered. At one point she looked down to see his head buried between her legs, his lips tracing kisses on the inside of her thighs.

"Yes, god yes " She spoke into the phone.

Ruben chuckled. He was making it more and more difficult for her.

"No, I'm sorry. I just mean that it's a good idea. Thank god."

Her face was flushed red, one hand pressing the phone to her ear, the other gripping a bundle of Ruben's hair. He was glad that she wasn't trying to push him away anymore, the opposite really. Her hands gripping his hair reassured that Ruben's head stay put between her thighs.

"Yes, right there." She muttured.

Rubens finger slipped underneaththe fabric of her pantsies, pushing it aside to reveal her secret.

"Wait, no..."

Ruben ignored her silent plea, dipping his chin towards her folds, licking her clit.

"Fuck you, Ruben." She said, arching her back and fisting the bed sheets.

"No I'm sorry. It's just my cat...seems like he snuck back into the room."

Ruben chuckled, hearing his girlfriend continue the call with her boss. So stubborn, he thought.

"Call you back tomorrow?... perhaps that's a good idea..."

Finally, Ruben thought, upping the intensity of the way his tounge moved across her swollen bead.

"Ruben you..." She hung up the phone, tossing it to the side. Ruben raised his head from her thighs, a devious smile on his lips.

"Are you crazy?" Her first reaction was to slap him across his head again, but then she fell back laughing.

Ruben raised his body to hover over hers. "I told you not to answer."

She shook her head, still flushed by the sudden heat that had risen to her face. "I hate you, so fucking much."

Ruben bent down to kiss the corner of her crooked smile. "Do you still want me to finnish you off?" He said.

"You're pathetic, you know that."

Ruben laughed.

Her hand went up to his face, stroking his cheek. "Go on. Finish me off you idiot."

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