Chapter Twenty Six

Oh, Roth," she whispered, kissing her way along his jaw to his mouth. She pressed her forehead to his. "That was amazing."

"Mmmm. It was." He reached over and brushed a strand of wet hair from her eyes and tucked it behind her ear. As he smiled at her, satisfaction and relief were evident in his eyes and handsome features.

A bout of giggles hit her, just as he began to pull his depleted dick from her. She removed her legs from his waist, and he slowly set her back down onto her feet. Her knees were weak, so she was grateful for the support of the pool wall at her back.

"I'm not too sure giggling is the reaction I was hoping for after what we just did," he chided.

Ruby placed a kiss on his broad chest and glanced up at him. "I was thinking that it is pretty cliché that you're technically diddling the maid."

"Diddling the maid," Roth echoed in disbelief, his expression stern, but it was evident that he was holding back a smile. Bending down, he slipped an arm under her thighs and pulled her into his arms, then started to wade his way to the pool stairs, not paying any mind to their discarded bathing suits. "I hope you have lots of energy left, baby, cause I'm not even close to finished, diddling the maid tonight."

Ruby's heart began to race with excitement as she considered what he may have in store for her when they got to wherever it was he was taking her.

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Tristan staggered backwards, his leg still shaking from the aftermath of his orgasm, this was something he had never experienced, his heart beat wildly in his chest, his fist shaking, he released the breath he had been holding as he staggered into the sofa not too far from the window.

A tear fell down his cheek. This was one of the mind-blowing orgasm he ever had all his life. That moment he knew Roth was His, and he would risk everything he had to make Roth fuck him.

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"Diddling the maid," Roth murmured to himself with an amused smile on his lips as he watched Ruby sleep - snoring softly - beside him, her golden hair fanned out around her head. Not being able to hold himself back, he reached over and traced her delicate jaw with his index finger. She moaned softly and snuggled up to him. Kissing her temple, he wrapped his arms around her, holding her tight.

She'd wanted to sleep in her room, stating that she didn't want to confuse the relationship. As far as he was concerned, they were long past confusing things, and he wasn't entirely upset about it. Why couldn't they keep things professional? He'd admit that perhaps he'd gone about things the wrong way, and this could be a potential time bomb waiting to happen, especially when she fully discovered what he was really into; sexually.

He glanced over at the drawer she'd opened earlier that evening. That was only a small glimpse into his life and his collection. She'd seemed interested in what was inside and not put off, so perhaps there was some hope that she'd be able to share his lifestyle. He'd take it slow and easy with her if need be, though he supposed since tomorrow was Saturday and he didn't work on the weekends, unless it was absolutely necessary, they could discuss his sexual lifestyle then.

He had a good feeling about her. He'd been in relationships before, but none had him captivated like the little vixen next to him, with her girl-next-door innocence and beauty. He'd felt it from the first day he'd laid eyes on her when she had served him that very first cup of coffee. He was a man who was very comfortable with taking chances, and he saw ruby as a fairly low risk gamble.

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Not yet fully awake, Ruby felt the area of the bed next to her to discover Roth missing. Her eyes fluttered open to find herself alone in his massive bedroom. Glancing up at the brass clock mounted on the opposite wall, she began to panic. Oh-my-God, it's almost noon!

Flinging the blankets off of her naked body, she leapt from the bed. She swore to herself that she wasn't going to let whatever it was that was going on between her and Roth affect her work for him. The last thing she wanted to do was take advantage of the situation or, worse yet, start feeling like she was being paid for sex rather than what she was hired to do. But here she was the day after fucking her boss, not up to fulfill her duties and prepare breakfast for him.

Rushing down the hall to her own bedroom she hopped into the shower and took the quickest shower of her life. After the shower she grabbed a pair of "Scooby-Doo" boxer shorts and chocolate brown form fitting t-shirt and rushed down the flight of stairs to the kitchen.

As she approached the kitchen a delicious aroma assaulted her nostrils and her stomach began to grumble. Oh God, that smells amazing! She froze in her place as she entered the kitchen and watched Roth and Tristan as they masterfully prepared lunch, shirtless and barefoot, wearing only a pair of grey jogging pants that hung low on their hips. For at least the thousandth time since she'd met roth she was taken away by how gorgeous he was, her eyes went over to Tristan, he was fucking hot as well, but Roth had her all throbbing and bothered.

Roth's back was to her as he focused on the task at hand giving ruby a moment to watch him. Sensing her behind him he waved to the small two person table. "It's almost ready. I've a place set out for you already." He told her.

Ruby nodded, a smile appeared on her face as she glance over at the table.

"You realize that is my job," she reminded them as she made her way across the kitchen to sit at the table, there was a seafood salad and warm biscuits already waiting for her there. "So what are you making," she asked straining her neck to see what he was doing. Her stomach grumbled as the delicious scents continued to drift over to her. She swallowed when Tristan walked up to the table.