ClaimingRuby by Scarlett Sanderson

cock. Well, fuck you, Joshua. We’re done.”
    She turned on her heel, blood boiling, temper high. It’d
been good to release some of it. She wasn’t a weak submissive he could walk all
over and use when it suited him.
    “The hell we are.” The soft, lethal tone was defied by his
actions. He wrapped his fingers around her biceps and pulled her toward him. “Come
with me.”
    When she bumped his hip, he circled an arm around her waist and
dragged her to the ladies’ room.
    She struggled, trying to get out of his hold. Anger vibrated
around him. It beat at her skin like a host of butterflies. “Joshua, stop it.”
    “Be quiet.” He called over a waiter. “Stand outside here.
Don’t let anyone in. Anyone. I don’t care what fucking excuse you make but don’t
let anyone in until I’m done.”
    “But sir—”
    Joshua cut him off. “I’ll give you a thousand dollars.”
    “As you wish, sir.”
    He pushed open the door and roughly dragged her behind him.
A handful of women looked startled at his invasion. “Get out. Now.”
    She’d never seen him like this—fierce and guttural. As if
the smooth, sophisticated veneer had melted, revealing a dark, predatory male.
    The women scuttled for the exit. When they were alone, he
manhandled her in front of the vanity mirror.
    He slapped her palms on the marble, her back to his front as
he stared at her through the glass. His cock, hard and rigid, prodded into the
soft globes of her ass.
    “You will never speak to me in that tone again. Do you
understand?”
    She knew he was holding on by a thread. She shivered. The
spike of fear weakened her muscles, made her tremble. Her nipples puckered,
demanding punishment for talking to him this way. Yet she would not give in.
Julia had hurt her and now Ruby needed to hurt him. His nostrils flared as if
he was tuned in to every aspect of her body.
    She jerked her chin defiantly. “Fuck you.”
    The icy orbs darkened. He fisted a handful of her skirt and
bunched it around her waist. He raised his hand and she braced herself.
    Thwack.
    She jerked with the force of impact. She watched her face in
the mirror—eyes glazed, lips parted, forming an “O”.
    Thwack. Thwack.
    “Never speak to me in that tone again.”
    Thwack.
    “The next time you use that tone with me, I’ll stuff my cock
down your throat to silence you. Are we clear?”
    Thwack. Thwack. Thwack.
    She stood on tiptoes. Her teeth clenched as her ass stung. “Yes,
Joshua.” This was punishment—pure and simple.
    “Naughty girl.” Thwack. “Address me properly or you
won’t sit down for a week.”
    “Yes Sir.” Although her ass was on fire, her core ached. She
needed him inside her. The burning pain of punishment drove her desire higher.
    He caressed her pounding cheeks. “Good girl.” She looked at
him—his calm demeanor gone, replaced by a wild animal. His eyes burned and
narrowed. His coifed hair was disheveled. His jaw set in a grimace.
    In their brief time together, she’d never seen him lose it
like this. He’d always been perfectly in control. Rather than frighten her, it
spurred her on. She pushed back against him.
    “Please, Joshua,” she begged, and purred like a cat.
    “What, Ruby? What do you need?” He moved aside the soaked
thong and delved into her dripping channel.
    She clutched the vanity unit, nails digging aimlessly into
the porcelain, searching for an anchor. “Fuck me.”
    He yanked her head back and leaned so his face brushed hers.
“Do you think I should give you what you want? After the way you spoke to me?
Your Dominant.” He drew her earlobe between his teeth and nipped.
    The sharp stings made her hips rotate. She needed relief. He
was driving her crazy with his overwhelming dominance. She’d never known it
would be like this gut-wrenching, basic, primal need to be taken.
    “Julia said…”
    “I don’t give a shit what Julia said. She is a poisonous
bitch. She doesn’t get my cock hard.” He thrust and she felt him,