Ruin Me Gently Novels & Stories

RUIN ME: ENEMY DADDY DISCLAIMER Dearest Gentle Reader, This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and events are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is purely coincidental and unintentional. This book and all its content are protected. No part of this work may be reproduced, transmitted, electronically transferred, or distributed in any form without the express written permission of the author. Unauthorized use may result in legal action. Every word in here means something to me, please respect that.

He stills, fingers buried deep, waiting. I look at the man who broke me in front of the world and somehow still owns every starving place inside me. The words leave my mouth before I can stop them. “Ruin me.” The golden fire in his eyes turns lethal. “Please,” I whisper, hips rolling against his hand, shameless now. “I don’t want careful. I don’t want gentle. I want you to take every single thing you’ve been holding back and ruin me with it. Right here. Tonight. I need it. I need you, daddy. Please, ruin me, Riven.”

I dragged my hands away from Rex and glared at him, then turned around to go back into the trailer. I put my hand on my chest to calm myself down. I wasn't usually like this but getting so blatantly rejected really riled me up. Stupid Rex. He thought he could just brush me off. He thought his stupid military discipline was enough to keep me away. But I wasn't going to back down. The rejection didn't make me want to stop, It only made me want to go ten times harder. I was going to break him, no matter what it took.

Best fucking ride of my life I might add. The footage was crystal clear, the sounds too, you could easily hear the wet slaps of skin, our desperate moans, and every dirty thing they said to me. I saved the entire file to a private, encrypted folder, feeling very proud of myself. Ryan was going to get a very special present when I got home.

we started to play. I hit the microphone and sing. (Zara Larsson- Ruin my Life) I miss you pushing me close to the edge, I miss you, I wish I knew what I, had when I left, I miss you.” My eyes got lock to Tagan who’s standing beside his band mates and watching us. “You set fire to my world, couldn’t handle the heat, now, I’m sleeping alone and I’m starting to freeze baby, come bring me help, let it rain over me, baby, comeback to me.”

“I… I feel like I’ve been carrying so much fear… so much… anger… and guilt. And you… you still hold me like I’m fragile glass.” Jerald chuckled softly, a low, rumbling sound that vibrated through her chest. “You are… fragile only because the world tried to break you. But to me… you’re unbreakable. You’ve survived everything thrown at you, and that makes you… unstoppable… to me.”

Too calm for the storm twisting inside my chest. If I ever thought I’d seen Killian’s eyes darken before, I was wrong. Because right now, there was no light left in them. Nothing reflected back at me. It was like staring into a void. A beautiful, terrifying void. Then, without warning, his hand shot up to my shirt. The fabric ripped under his fingers, buttons flying in every direction, clinking against the floor. My breath caught. “Since Reign isn’t quite working for you,” he said, his tone threatening but wrapped around velvet “Ruin it is.”

"You're breaking up with me, huh? Your hand is ruined now. The hospital won't want you anymore. Your career is done for! Who else would want you but me?" I took a deep breath and slapped him with my left hand. Then, I knocked over the thermal container he had placed on the bedside table. Shaun was stunned. He couldn't believe that his usually calm and gentle girlfriend would lose her temper. I glared at him, my finger trembling as I pointed at him furiously.

“But there’s news on Young Blood. You’re both wanted.” Gent moved his face away. But he didn’t drop me to my feet. Instead, he walked forward, with my body still wrapped around him. “Like hell, you didn’t mean to interrupt.” The hands on my ass kneaded relentlessly, sending small shock waves through my body. I was so turned on that it was a miracle I didn’t cum just from his hands on my ass. Ruin had some seriously lousy timing. “How soon do you need us?” Throwing back his head, Ruin laughed. “Wicked wants you now. So wrap this up.” Without another word, he turned on his heel and walked away, leaving me cursing his retreating back.

Stop it! "Rescuing naked damsels is my specialty," he said, wrapping his large, dark hand around mine. "Call me if you need anything," he smiled, saying anything like it could be a broken cabinet hinge or a night of sexual bliss. I pulled my hand away and rushed out the door.