Arnold and Ruby's lips met with a passion that seemed to erase the world around them. Their kiss was deep, filled with a hunger that had been building for far too long. They held each other close, their hands exploring with eager curiosity, feeling every curve, every edge. Arnold's lips trailed from Ruby's mouth to the nape of her neck, planting slow, lingering kisses as though he wanted to memorize every inch of her skin. His hands pressed against her back, drawing her even closer, and she responded by tangling her fingers in his hair, tugging him closer, not wanting this moment to end.
They were so caught up in each other, lost in their own world, that they hardly noticed the fogged-up windows or the dim streetlight casting shadows over the car. Just as Arnold's hands began to roam again, a sudden tap on the window jolted them back to reality.
Ruby's heart skipped a beat, and she pulled back, her eyes wide with embarrassment as she realized it was a police officer outside. They quickly untangled themselves, straightening their clothes. Ruby pulled the delicate strap of her dress back over her shoulder, cheeks flushed, while Arnold hurriedly adjusted his shirt, running a hand over his rumpled suit and shifting uncomfortably to keep his composure.
Arnold rolled down the window, trying to appear casual despite the awkward situation. The officer, with a stern look, tilted his hat and said, "You two need to get a room. This is a public area."
Ruby couldn't help herself. With a mischievous smile, she replied, "We were just about to." Her tone was confident, and she gave a little laugh, meeting the officer's gaze without a trace of embarrassment.
Arnold turned to her in surprise, eyebrows raised, impressed by her boldness. He hadn't expected her to handle it so lightheartedly, and he couldn't help but chuckle himself. The officer, looking slightly amused now, sighed and shook his head. "Alright, but take it elsewhere. You're lucky I'm letting you off with a warning."
As the officer walked away, Arnold rolled up the window, still smiling. He glanced over at Ruby, who was fixing her hair, a satisfied grin on her face.
"You're something else," he murmured, laughing as he shook his head.
Ruby glanced at him, a hint of vulnerability in her gaze. "It's been a while since I've let someone get this close," she admitted softly, her voice barely above a whisper.
Arnold's expression grew more serious as he looked at her. "How long?" he asked gently, his curiosity and concern clear in his eyes.
A faint blush rose on her cheeks as she held his gaze. "Since… since you left your seed in me," she confessed, her voice laced with a mix of honesty and a touch of playful reproach.
Arnold's heart skipped a beat.
"That's been a while," Arnold replied softly, his voice carrying a hint of surprise and regret.
"Yeah," Ruby murmured, almost to herself. "I'd forgotten what it felt like...to be a woman." She seemed lost in thought, as though realizing just how long she'd buried that part of herself.
Arnold's gaze softened as he looked at her, taking in the vulnerability and strength mingling in her eyes. After a pause, he leaned closer and said, "Tonight, I promise I'll make you feel every bit the woman you are."
Ruby looked at him, a glimmer of excitement sparking in her eyes as his words washed over her. It felt different this time—intentional, deliberate. They weren't just rushing into things, but rather savoring every moment.
Arnold started the car, a determined glint in his eyes. "But first," he announced with a grin, "we need to get on *our* yacht."
Ruby's eyes widened in surprise, her lips curving into a small smile. "We have a yacht?" she asked, almost laughing.
"Oh, Mrs. Ruby Aagaard," he teased, casting her a sidelong glance, "you have no idea."
With that, he pressed down on the accelerator, the car speeding off into the night, his hand finding hers and holding it firmly as the city lights blurred around them.