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How she ended up living in a “Podunk” town like Driftwood, Texas Ruby would never understand. Her mother, Jennifer had insisted. Said her grandmother was getting older and needed them. Sure, that had made sense before Ruby did the math. She had just turned eighteen, which meant her grandmother was only fifty-four. Not exactly decrepit. When Ruby pointed this out to Jennifer, the thirty-six year old mother had shushed her daughter’s protests with, “it’s time to go home. That’s all there is to it, Ruby…it’s time.” The look on the middle aged woman’s elegant face had been one that said she wasn’t going to listen to argument.
The “reality” of Ruby’s grandmother, Vivian had made Jennifer’s argument even more ridiculous. A yoga instructor, Vivian was in top shape. Her petite five foot frame was trim, sculpted and sported firm size B breasts. Hair thick and blonde hung past her shoulders just like Ruby’s and her mother’s. All three of their faces were identical. Heart shaped with high cheekbones and slanted eyes made all three generations the object of male attention. Only their age and eyes differed. Ruby’s were a light caramel brown. The other two had dark blue eyes that almost looked gray in the sunlight.
Looking around the small elderly house her Mother had rented Ruby frowned. Halloween was only hours away and the house showed no sign of the impending holiday. No one seemed interested this year. In fact her Mother had seemed miles away each time someone spoke to her. A small smile on her feline like face, Jennifer would only appear to listen. “This is unacceptable” Ruby fumed and with nothing better to do she decided to spend the day rectifying the problem.
Stepping into the dimly lit building she felt a little overwhelmed. Boxes from their home in Dallas stood stacked almost to the ceiling and were covered in dust. Rolling up the sleeves of her denim shirt she began squeezing her petite frame between the stacks. In only thirty minutes of rearranging the crowded garage she found the three orange and black tubs she had been looking for.
Excited she carried the tubs one by one into the small beige house. Brushing dirt from her faded low rise jeans she opened the first tub that read Halloween. Werewolves of every size and demeanor awaited her. Her mother, Jennifer loved all things werewolf and the house soon had them sitting spread throughout its few rooms.
Even though she adored children the eighteen year old didn’t want to be stuck at home. Ruby’s grandmother was hosting a small gathering at her home for a few old friends and her mom was going to be there too. Even though she was legally an adult now the two women sill treated the Ruby as if she were a child. Ruby was being left behind dressed as Little Red Riding Hood to hand out candy and to protect the fort. Resentment was building inside Ruby. She wasn’t the one who had gotten pregnant at eighteen with no father in sight. No that was her mom and grandmother! She was the one though that hadn’t even been allowed to really date. Frowning at the unfairness she continued decorating.
Finally she was satisfied. The small nineteen thirties house dripped with the scary and the amusing. Orange and black pillows lined the black leather sectional and large metal spiders sat on the black TV console. Werewolf figurines were scattered about and ghosts of varying sizes hung from the ceiling. It was perfect.
Flipping the switch by the front door Ruby turned on the orange outside lights she had strung around the wooden railing. Satisfied she had done all she could the young woman headed to get dressed for the night. A red cloak with a hood and a short red mini dress waited on the bed. Red stiletto heels completed the sexy outfit. Even though she was staying home on this special night she wanted to look her best.
Before getting into her costume, Ruby stared at herself in the mirror. Recently her body had finished its transition from girl to woman. Breasts that had been average became D’s overnight and her hips had rounded into womanly curves. As her hand lightly stroked one of her engorged nipples she thought of the other changes that had been occurring. A feeling of emptiness was making her crazy. Her body seemed to cry to be filled.
Walking around all hours of the day, a hunger burned deep inside Ruby. Men seemed to be everywhere and having one touch her was all she could think about. She hadn’t planned on still being a virgin at eighteen. It had just turned out that way. But she knew one thing for sure she didn’t still want to be a virgin at nineteen.
Her reflection smiled back at her as one hand twisted one dark rose nipple and the other moved between her legs. Thinking about a man’s hands on her body she caressed herself. Moisture met her hand as she lightly stroked her slit with one red tipped finger. Dark blonde hair covered her mound but her lips were shaven clean as her friends had told nişantaşı escort her it should be.
One finger became two as she began circling her clit with more force. Moaning slightly she continued watching herself rub at the engorged nub. A tension that had never been released screamed inside her. Frantically she sought relief from the overwhelming ache that just wouldn’t go away. Though the need for release rose with her movements, satisfaction stayed beyond reach. Frustrated, Ruby licked her fingers clean without thinking and went to get dressed. She needed to rid herself of the ache.
Slipping the tight red dress over her head she smiled. The clingy knit material clung to her every curve. Her hips looked full and her waist tiny. Nipples tingled as she looked at the plunging neckline. Both of her breasts stood firm without the need of a bra. Brown eyes heavily lined in black and full lips painted whore red gave her that “naughty” little girl look that boys always seemed to notice. She knew she had to find a way to get out of the house.
Slipping into her red stilettos and grabbing her satin hooded cape she returned to the old fashioned square kitchen and grabbed a Diet Dr. Pepper. Bored and restless she paced around the small house. Energy bristled beneath her skin and her heartbeat raced as she listened for the sounds of children.
She didn’t have to wait long. The old neighborhood was filled to the brim with kids and one after another they arrived. Princesses, super heroes, soldiers, butterflies and every assortment of costumes rang the doorbell. As the night deepened under the full moon the children became older and scary costumes replaced the adorable. Despite the ten o’clock curfew Driftwood had imposed on trick-or-treaters, young teenagers continued ringing the bell until close to eleven.
Only a few pieces of candy remained when the bell rang at midnight sharp. Ruby, still in her costume was startled. Unsure what to do at this late hour she tiptoed to the front window. Knocking a ghost that hung from the ceiling out of her way she peered through the plastic blinds on the front window. All she could see was the back of a tall figure. Dressed all in black the moonlight could only reveal so much about the mysterious stranger.
Heartbeat racing she paused on the way to the door. Both her mother and grandmother had told her to be careful. Something inside her told her she was not being particularly smart as she turned the antique metal doorknob. Her breath caught as she looked up to the impossibly tall stranger. Bright green eyes shone in the darkness and filled her with trepidation. Shaking herself slightly she continued to stand staring as if she were transfixed.
“I’m sorry to disturb you…I’m lost. I was supposed to be at a party hours ago and my cell phone died…” A voice low and warm continued. “Would it be possible to use your phone?” His voice caused Ruby discomfort as she felt herself moisten.
Worry creased Ruby’s delicate brow as she remained speechless. It didn’t make sense, she never ran out of something to say. It had been a joke amongst her friends at her last school… This man had done nothing more than make a request yet she still felt dumbstruck standing so near him. Reaching out her hand she spoke in a voice that sounded small and childlike, “I’m Ruby…of course you can use my phone…where are you trying to get?”
And as he told her, her stomach jumped. That was her grandmother’s address. Stepping back she held the door open and invited him in. As he left the darkness of the porch he stepped into view. More handsome than any man she had ever seen before he towered over her small frame. She couldn’t help but stare.
There was something strangely compelling about him. It wasn’t just the contradiction between his jet black hair and startling green eyes. Energy that brimmed with masculinity surrounded his obviously muscular frame and demanded attention. “And her body seemed to be complying.” She thought as she felt her nipples hardening.
That’s my grandmother, Vivian’s address…I’ll draw you a map.”
His eyes moved slowly from hers and continued down her plunging neckline. There was no way to ignore her protruding nipples beneath the thin fabric and he smiled. She squirmed beneath his intense gaze. The thundering of her heart filled her head as the clean woodsy smell of him enveloped her. Longing intense and primitive struck her and she felt dizzy and unsure.
Now staring at the angular beauty of her face his voice became rougher and somehow more compelling. “It’s obvious…I should have seen it immediately. You are as stunning as Vivian and Jennifer…I’ve known them both for decades and the resemblance is remarkable.” The word stunning echoed in her young mind as she wrote the directions down and handed it to him. Her delicate red tipped fingers shook as she handed it to him.
“I’m Lucas…I hope I see you there…” His deep voice left no etiler escort doubt that he meant it.” I have to go I’m expected for dessert and Vivian always has the most delightful treats to eat. I just hope I’m not too late.” His smile changed as he imagined what was waiting for him.
“No…my Mom and Grandmother told me I had to stay in. We haven’t lived here long and they didn’t…” Her voice trailed off. She couldn’t remember exactly why she wasn’t supposed to go.
Leaning down to the confused and very young woman, he took her jaw into his large darkly tanned hand. Black curly hair covered his well-defined arm and Ruby couldn’t take her eyes off the tattoo dominating his forearm. A black wolf with its head raised and howling unsettled her even more. Her slanted caramel eyes widened as he lifted her head.
“I’m Lucas…I’m so glad it was your door I knocked on.” With that he kissed the corner of her red lips. Immediately desire surged through her every cell and she sighed. Chuckling, he let himself out the front door. Moving to the door she watched him walk away. Tight Levi jeans highlighted his ass and the tight black t-shirt he was wearing clung to his sculpted back. Before she could turn away he began running in the direction of her Grandmother’s house. “That was strange…he didn’t have a car.”
Turning off the porch light she closed the purple door with the Halloween wreath on it and locked it.
It was his eyes, she told herself. She had never seen green eyes like his. Dark green with flecks of gold they had mesmerized her. In fact standing so close to his broad frame had made breathing difficult and thought even more challenging. Inwardly she cringed. Though mature on the outside Ruby had always been teased for acting childish. She couldn’t help it, not really. When she got excited she did generally lose control. That was probably the reason she sighed, I was told to stay inside on the one night the small Texas town of Driftwood went wild.
Pacing back and forth she tried to calm her heart. She couldn’t. And how young was he when he met her Grandmother? If they had been friends for decades that meant they had met when Lucas couldn’t have been more than a child. He hadn’t looked a day over thirty even though she had felt small and childlike when he looked at her.
Her caramel eyes seemed troubled as she struggled with respecting the matriarchs of her family and doing what she wanted. What she found harder and harder to deny was that she felt strongly compelled to follow the mysterious stranger. In a moment her decision was made. Throwing caution to the wind she grabbed her red hobo bag, stuffed the remaining candy in it, pulled up the hood of her red cape and headed out into the moonlit night. A shiver ran through her as she locked the door. Vivian had told her more than once the neighborhood was “iffy.”
Looking both ways she headed down the tree lined driveway. Now she had another decision to make. If she stayed on the street it would be close to one AM before she reached her Grandmother’s house. If she cut through a patch of live oaks and mesquite trees at the end of the block she would arrive in only a few minutes.
Thinking about how his full lips felt during the brief kiss made the decision for her. As she walked quickly to the waiting trees her red high heels made loud tapping sounds on the broken sidewalk. Cursing herself for not changing shoes she disappeared from sight as she stepped into the tree’s embrace. Immediately darkness enclosed her as the moonlight was blocked.
It didn’t take long for her to make it halfway down the path. Silence was interrupted occasionally by the sound of a stick breaking and the night air was cool as she continued carefully making her way. A small scream escaped Ruby’s full lips when she felt movement behind her. A snapped twig confirmed her fear. Someone was directly behind her. Sweat broke out all over her now shaking body.
Putting her head down Ruby continued walking. She needed to run. “Stupid, stupid, stupid” played through her thoughts. There was no way she could outrun anyone in her four inch heels.
The reality of her situation struck her hard. No one knew where she was and she had foolishly taken a shortcut. She had been repeatedly warned to stay out of the woods. Slowly she turned her blonde head and screamed. Not more than one foot behind her stood two men, dark and tall. Two sets of dark green eyes with gold flecks glowed in the shadows of the night. The look in their eyes made Ruby want to scream again. Both men stood dressed in dark t-shirts and jeans and they were both leering at the defenseless girl like she was a delicate pastry.
“Uh…you frightened me.” Slowly she backed away.
And as the chuckled, they stepped forward in perfect rhythm. One moved to the left of her and the other to the right. Her eyes widened as she watched the two strangers block any hope of escape. Pulling her red satin cloak closer she fatih escort regretted her decision and longed to be back home.
“…it’s okay. We won’t let anyone or anything get you…” seeing Ruby’s hesitation he took her slender right arm. As he did so the other slightly taller man took her left. Shivers traversed her body as their hands touched her lightly tanned skin. Completely surrounded she seemed even tinier.
“…that’s right…nothing will happen that my brother and I don’t want to…don’t worry, you are in strong hands.”
Their words were not the problem. It was the way they were looking down at her. Green eyes full of hunger traversed her curves and left Ruby wanting to whimper. It was strange. Her rapid heartbeat and trembling told her she was frightened but the building warmth between her legs made her want to see what these two had planned. “It didn’t really matter.” She thought. They weren’t letting her go anywhere anytime soon. Their large hands were holding her in a firm grip.
“Who are you…why are you walking through the woods all alone?” It was a demand not a question.
“…I’m…uh…I’m Ruby. I’m headed to my grandmother’s house…it’s not far this way.”
“We couldn’t be happier to meet you Ruby. I’m Damian and this is my younger brother, Drew.” A voice that was soft still felt somehow threatening as the taller of the two men spoke.
Leaning further down, Damien inhaled the fresh fragrance emanating from the frightened girl. She was strikingly beautiful and smelled delicious. He wouldn’t be able to spend much more time just talking. And as Damien was savoring her scent, Drew leaned over and lightly licked her cheek. “Mmmm, she tastes as sweet as she smells.”
Panic struck Ruby as his tongue touched her flushed skin. Immediately she pulled back and they both broke out into laughter. What had started out as a boring Halloween night had turned scary and Ruby felt frozen in time. She didn’t know what to do, so she looked down between her red heels.
“You look flushed…it’s too hot for a cloak. We’ll help you.” Ruby felt the autumn air touch her bare arms as the cloak slid into their serious hands. Now her too tight knit mini was revealed. Sparkly red fabric stretched over her large breasts and curved hips and stopped right beneath her bottom. Soft growls were heard as the men took in her impressive cleavage and inviting hips.
“I need to go…my Grandmother will be worried.” Goosebumps covered Ruby and she felt woozy under their combined gaze. “Please…Vivian will be worried.” She was lying in hopes they would relent. Instantly her arms were released.
“Who is your Grandmother?” The elder brother’s voice sounded serious.
“Vivian Conner….”
The air changed immediately. Now they reached for her tenderly and their eyes didn’t threaten. A little more relaxed, Ruby smiled shyly. “You know her?”
“Yes,” was said in unison and then both brothers added that they were headed the same way. Distractions had prevented them from getting to the Halloween party earlier. At the word distractions the brothers looked to one another and grinned. Ruby didn’t want to know what the distractions were. The looks on their face had made Ruby quiver deep inside.
“We will walk you there. You don’t have to be frightened. No one will harm you as long as you stay with us.” This time when they took her arms Ruby felt comforted and protected. So much like the visitor from earlier she decided that all of them were in fact brothers. It was hard to believe that three such masculine and handsome men were going to her Grandmother’s house. Anticipation coursed through Ruby as they walked. She just hoped her Grandmother wasn’t unhappy to see her.
As they cleared the woods the moonlight reflected off the sleepy neighborhood. Most of the lights in the homes of the older neighborhood were off and candy wrappers and lost toys littered the wide street. Only one house still glowed in the moonlight. Two stories tall, the house stood set back from the street and surrounded by trees. Lights could be seen from most of the windows and a couple of men were sitting on the steps leading to the covered front porch.
Walking up the flower lined walkway the three approached the two men. Dressed similarly to the brothers escorting her the two African-American men were even larger. Green eyes with gold flecks stared back from the two seated men. Both sets of eyes lit up at the sight of Ruby and both grinned hungrily at the young woman.
“This is Ruby…Vivian’s granddaughter.” Drew quickly added. And again the air changed. Though still leering at Ruby they relaxed back into a more casual stance.
“I should have known.” The one to the left responded smiling even bigger. “I didn’t think you would be here. I was surprised by that. You did turn eighteen this year, didn’t you?” His tone suggested knowledge that he shouldn’t have and once more Ruby felt uncertain. Why did he know her age? Who were these men and where was her grandmother?
A smile plastered on her face she hurried up the stairs and grabbed the wrought iron doorknob. Before she could turn it, the taller brother, Damien appeared at her side. “You should let me go with you…there’s no telling what you might see.”