Chapter 3 What do you want from me

"Friends with benefits? Are you crazy?" Ruth yelled with a loud voice,

"I'm not crazy, trust me you won't regret it." He said with a smile on his cute face,

"get out of my fucking house," she yelled but he didn't make an effort to leave. "But I made you dinner, don't tell me you are not going to eat the food I made for you." He said with a sad face,

"I didn't ask you to cook for me, did I?" Ruth asked, her hands still on her bathrobe,

"Ouch, that hurts but sadly I don't take no for an answer so it's either you eat the food or I spend the night in your room, you choose." He leaned against the wall and folded his arms, pushed himself forward, and went to her closet.

"What are you doing?" She asked,

"Do you plan on wearing your bathrobe for the rest of the day? I don't mind if you do."

"I can handle myself," she snapped, she angrily walked to her closet and picked a loose shirt and shorts. She went back to the bathroom and changed into it. "Today was a hectic day and I'd like to take a rest, if you could do me a favor by leaving my apartment this instant, I'll be more than happy." She said with a fake smile on her face.

"Let's have dinner, the earlier we eat, the earlier I'll be out of your hair." He said, Ruth sighed tiredly, she wasn't in the mood to drag words with him so she quietly followed him to the sitting room and sat at the dining table.

They had dinner together, she must admit, he wasn't a bad cook. "Thank you for the meal, please leave." She begged. "Good night Ruth," he blew her kiss before leaving her apartment.

She watched him walk out of her home, she shut the door and leaned on it. "I left New York because my life there was boring, the reason why I came to Las Vegas was that I needed to spice up my life but this is not exciting, it is creepy." She said to herself.

With a sigh, she pushed herself up and went to the bathroom, and decided to call it night.

Ruth lay on the bed with her eyes shut, her bottom lip had disappeared into her mouth, she held the bed sheet tight, and her toes were curled up.

Robert stood in between her legs eating her dripping pussy, he looked at her face and he had to admit she looked sexy and alluring with that face.

He flipped his tongue inside her pussy, tasting every bit of her pussy. The pleasure was beyond Ruth's imagination.

"Fuck Robert," she moaned his name. She released the bedsheet in one hand and gripped his hair. Robert replaced his tongue with his tongue, he finger fucked her senselessly.

"Oh my gosh, Robert moves faster" she yelled in ecstasy. Robert acted upon her request, his finger moved like a machine in and out of her pussy.

She cum on his finger, Robert pulled out his finger which was covered in her cum, and licked it clean. She shook uncontrollably on the bed, the pleasure she just received was like no other.

But Robert wasn't done, he went on top of her and kissed her lips, his hand found its way to her perky breast, and he pinched her nipple, which earned a gasp from her.

He let go of her lips and moved to the nape of her neck, he licked it and gave her a gentle bite leaving a trail of hickeys on her delicate skin. He kissed her neck till he got to her mountains.

"Beautiful," he muttered, he slicked her titties with his teeth, and Ruth's hands voluntarily held the bedsheet again. He loved every reaction coming from her, it drove him crazy.

"Robert please," she begged but she didn't know what she was begging for.

Robert smirked on her boobs, he continued his ministration, Ruth couldn't contain what she was feeling inside, she felt like a ticking time bomb.

Robert knelt in Infront of her with his erected shaft he massaged it a little before thrusting into her. His size wasn't that big but it was enough to fill her up.

Ruth's eyes flew open, and she checked herself, she was still clad in the loose shirt and shorts, she touched her bed and noticed that it was empty.

"What is this? I can't believe I'm having wet dreams," she muttered, "Robert is going to be the death of me." She muttered to herself. Her throat felt dry, so she switched on the light in the bedroom before going down from the bed and going to the kitchen to get water.

She leaned against the fridge and reminisced about the sex she had in her dreams. "he fucked better than my previous boyfriends," she admitted.

"What I'm I saying? I think I'm losing it. How sure am I that's how good he is in bed, it's just my mind trying to play with me." She muttered,

"I should go back to sleep and forget about this." She went back to bed after having a glass of water.

The next morning, she tried her best to avoid him, and she left for work early. While at work, she was always in a daze, her mind kept playing with her dream.

She didn't know when she had moaned, she was sitting with her boss and his BOD, everyone looked at her weirdly, and she lowered her head in embarrassment.

After the long hours she spent at work, she went home. She was still in a daze. She kicked off her shoes when she entered her apartment and walked like a zombie to her bedroom.

She didn't notice the person in her kitchen with an apron on. Robert looked at how she passed and didn't notice him, he was expecting her to throw a fit when she saw him inside her apartment again.

He switched off the stove and went to her bedroom, "you look awful," he said startling her,

Ruth held her chest, she looked at him with anger on her face. "What do you want from me? Leave my house, leave my dream, and leave my head please." She yelled, almost tearing up.