The Girl Next Door | A Ruby Rose Fan Fiction

Chapter 09

I walk outside with Michael to see Ruby leaning against the side of her car. She's wearing a dirty grey button up with her sleeves rolled and black skinnies.

"This is Ruby?" Michael mumbles as we walk towards her mustang.

"Yeah, she's a lesbian, if you can't already tell. But don't worry, she's nice." I laugh a little and he does too.

"Hey Ruby," I smile a little and she looks straight at Michael.

"Hey, I'm Michael, nice to meet you." Ruby smirks. "nice to meet you too, kiddo." Michael pretends to look butthurt and we both laugh as we get into the car.

I go to sit in the front, but Ruby pushes me out the way, "hey, kids are supposed to sit in the front, aren't they?" I shrug, sitting in the back.

She starts the car, revving the engine as we shoot down the road a little too fast.

"Woah," Michael smirks as he feels the interior of the car.

"Ruby, think you can slow down a bit? Don't really want to be in hospital again." I get a little angry, as she's driving like a complete nob.

She slows down, but ignores me.

"So Michael," Ruby smiles, "You don't look English." Michael rolls his eyes playfully.

"Haha no, I come from a Spanish family."

"Sexy." Ruby smirks, and Michael becomes flustered.

A twang of jealousy spirals in my idiotic brain, but I smile and shrug it off. I'm pretty sure she's doing this on purpose, and I'm not going to let her win.

The car halts outside cakes and shakes, and we all step out the car. Michael slips his hand softly on my waist as we walk into the parlour, and Ruby's eyes burn into the back of my skull.

"What do you girls both want?" He smiles.

"Vanilla, oh no, actually, cookie dough." I bite my lip, handing him money, but he shoves it back in my
Pocket.

"I've got it," he smiles, kissing my cheek.

"I'll have the same." Ruby gets up to the cashier, standing in front of Michael facing him.

"I'll pay," Ruby smirks, running her fingertips down the centre of his body.

"No, I insist." Michael presses, but Ruby turns her back and presses her ass against him softly.

"O-oh," he mutters, before retreating back to the booth with what seems like an erection.

"Mike, might want to sort that stiffy out." I whisper to him across the table and his face turns redder than hell.

I can't help but laugh as he doesn't eve know what to say.

"I'm sorry," he smiles a little, and I roll my eyes.

"Don't be, just not entirely sure how a lesbian is full on hitting on you." I wink, and he scratches his head in confusion.

"I don't quite like it," he mumbles, "although my dick clearly loves a bit of ass," I laugh, too loudly in fact, and Ruby comes sliding back into the booth, next to Michael.

Small talk occurred during the icecream, and the ride home consisted of loud music and reckless driving.

Michael was first to get out the car, but before I could, Ruby leant over and shut the door, driving down the road with me in the back of the car, leaving poor Michael very confused.

"Ruby, what the hell?" I grunted, putting my seatbelt on as she drove to her house.

"We need to talk." Her car parks outside her drive to her house.

"Well you could've spoken to me the entire day but you didn't, you just ignored me and put on a front and pretended to flirt with Michael even though we both know you eat pussy!" I yell, then become slightly embarrassed.

She climbs into the back seat where I am.

The air is thick, tense, and a mixture of angry and sexual tension rises.

"You have no idea." She says, her eyes burning into mine as I sit sidewards on the seat, my feet facing towards the window opposite me.

"I have no idea of what?" I mumble, and she suddenly spreads my legs with her hands and crawls in between them, her face inches from mine.

"Ruby, what are you, Ruby no," my breaths become quick, light, as her eyes roam all over me and I find myself staring at her lips.

"Why do you say no, prentice." She smiles, as she pulls
My legs down so I'm laying flat across the back seats as she climbs on top of me.

"Because I don't want this." I breathe, and she begins to grind on me, ever so slowly, but with force.

"Ruby," I whimper, digging my fingertips into her waist as I lean my
Head back and absorb this incredible
Feeling.

Her lips lean down, brushing over mine, but she doesn't kiss me, we just breathe and whimper into each other's mouths as she grinds so torturously slow against me.

She cups my breast over my shirt
With her inked hands and that's enough for my back to arch and a small moan escape from my mouth.

I'm being driven insane.

"Let me go," I beg, and her emerald eyes look down at me as her dark hair falls softly down her face.

"Why would I ever, let a girl like you go, Anastasia." She whispers, as her teeth indent into the nape of my neck, and I moan louder.

"You've never been touched before, pleasured, I can tell, you're so responsive to my touch, and I bet it feels so good. Doesn't it?" She whispers against my neck as her lips find my collarbone.

"Fuck, yes it does, but I can't," I sit up forcefully, so she's on my lap.

"At least take me to dinner first." I sarcastically add that famous line, and we both laugh.

She gets off me, sitting on the seat next to me.

"Why did you do that to me?" I whisper to her, and she bites her bottom lip.

"Because I want you, Ana, more than anything in the world. And I can't say I've ever wanted someone as badly as I want you." I sit there, trying to acknowledge everything she's saying, but I can't quite piece together what she wants.

"So what do you want, like, me, as in girlfriend or?" She raises her eyebrows, tracing her fingers across her soft lips.

"No. I don't do the whole love thing. I told you this when you was intoxicated. But I want you to be mine." Those last words cause my stomach to do flips.

"I don't quite catch what you mean,"

"I'm into BDSM, Ana, I'm a mistress."

Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.

"So you want me to, uh, be your.. Submissive?"

"Exactly that."

"Your sex slave?" I feel a spark of anger fume inside of me.

"No, I want you to be mine. In all aspects, not none of that 50 shades of grey amateur housewife shit. I will take you out to dinner, and treat you how you deserve to be treated. In equal respects. exactly like a relationship, just add the kink, minus the love, and that's basically it."

I go to speak, but I have no idea what to say, instead I grab her collar and shove her against the car door.

"No thanks." I snarl, before going to climb to the front seat.

Last time I checked I was straight, now I'm very much confused. She says she doesn't do the whole love thing, I suppose that's because she's never fallen in love? Why would I want her to love me or be my girlfriend anyway; I'm straight, but very confused.

All I know is that Ruby Tolero has a dark side, and it drives me insane.