I pull her close again, until my lips touch her lower ones. "I'm ruthless," I say as I take my first lick. "I'm crass." A light suck. "I'm rough." A little bite. "And I'm definitely a dirty, dirty bastard," I tell her as I twist my tongue into her folds. "However, I am never, ever sloppy."
With that, I start alternating between the licking, sucking and biting. She's arching into me, and when her hands move into my hair and tug, I lift her up, and lie back so she's riding my face as she braces her hands on the bed behind us.
"Cabe," she says with a shudder, causing me to stop for a moment. She hasn't used her nickname for me in all these years, but she's doing it now, and that's a big deal to me.
"What do you need, Rhi?"
"I don't know," she says, moving herself over me as I brush my lips across her. I can hear the tremor in her voice, and I know she means what she says.
"What makes you come when you're alone?"
She hesitates in her words, but her body is still moving. "Fingers," she says, finally. "I love your mouth, but can...can I have your fingers?"
Instead of answering her verbally, I slide two fingers into her while sucking her clit into my mouth. She cries out as I pump and suck, and then she's clamping down on my fingers and full-on fucking my face. I look up to see her head thrown back, which is the only disappointment in what we're doing. I wanted to see her face. Since I plan on this orgasm being the first of many for her, I'll just have to make sure I see her next time.
As she goes limp on a sigh, I lift her up and flip her onto her back next to me. After cleaning off my fingers by licking her cum off them, I go to my knees and lean over her. "Well?"
"That was enlightening."
"Not the word I was looking for, but I'll take it," I tell her with a laugh.
"You know it was amazing, so you don't need to need to hear it from me."
"No ego stroking, huh?"
"Nope, but I might be willing to stroke something else," she says, reaching for me.
I move out of the way, and stroke myself over my pants. I just need a little something to relieve the pressure. My dick won't be happy until it's completely buried in Rhieve, but it's just going to have to wait.
"Not yet, Rhi. What you told me caused me to deviate from my original plan, but I haven't totally abandoned it."
"Am I allowed to know what the plan is?"
"I'm going to kiss every inch of your beautiful body, and the next time you come, I'm going to make sure I can see your face. Then, I'm going to bury myself balls deep in your sweet pussy, and claim it as mine. That okay with you?"
5
Rhieve
Seriously? After what he just did, does he really need to ask? He's looking at me like he really wants me to answer, so I do. "Yes. I believe that will be acceptable."
That wicked smile comes out to play, and then he's leaning over to take off the one heel that managed to stay on my foot after all he just did to me. I have no clue where the other one is, and despite them being a favorite pair, I don't care if I never see them again. He's just that damn good. I knew he would be, but wow!
He rains kisses all over the top of my foot while massaging my arch. It feels wonderful, and I can't stop the moan that escapes from my throat. After what he just did, I have no room for embarrassment, even though I'm lying here pliant and nearly naked while he's still got all his clothes on. Calum seems more than willing to make me feel just as good again, and my body and mind are in agreement about wanting that.
My calf is the next to get a massage and some kisses, and then he turns my knee to kiss and lick the back of it. It feels so good, and I nearly fly off the bed. "None of those assholes did that either, I'm guessing," he says, and I can feel his smile against my thigh as he moves up my body.
"No. Sloppiness, oral sex where I faked my orgasm, and a couple of pumps of their dicks was pretty much standard operating procedure. The rest of my body was ignored. Well, except for a boob grope here and there."
His eyes get serious as he literally growls. "I can assure you that when I make my way to your fabulous rack, it will not be for a fucking grope. Idiot wankers."
I laugh, because he almost never lets any British slang or sayings into his speech, despite the accent he's acquired while living in London. "I think you might ruin me for other men."
"Any man worthy of you would be willing to beat the bar I'm going to set for him."
The only man I want is him, and I already know no one will come close to making me feel the way he does, because it's not just his skill and experience that made my vision go blurry a few minutes ago; it's him. That's why I called him by my nickname for him, even though I never planned for that word to leave my mouth again.
When we were kids everyone called him Calum, or Cal, and I wanted something different. I merged his first and last name into one word, and it became mine alone. If anyone else heard me say it, and tried to use it too, he'd tell them to never speak it again. It was mine until he left me, and I made myself forget about it when I tried to forget him. His magical tongue caused me to say it without thinking, but now it's mine again, and I want it back.
"I called you Cabe."
"I know," he says as he bites my hip. I squeal, and his head whips up. "Sorry. I won't do that again."
"You surprised me, but it didn't really hurt."
"You're sure?"
"Yes," I tell him, rolling my eyes. "I'm not some china doll who's going to break if you're a little rough."
Calum's eyes look conflicted, but he nods, and kisses my other hip. Licking a path up the center of my stomach, he nudges his tongue under my underwire, and licks the underside of one breast and then the other. His hands slide behind my back, and then my bra is off, and flying over his shoulder. I fight the urge to cover myself as he leans back and looks.
"Magnificent. I knew they would be, but my God, Rhieve, every single part of you is even better than I dreamed it would be."
I blush for like the tenth time since he started undressing me, but I don't try to hide. Lots of men have told me I'm beautiful when I have my clothes on, and a couple have even stopped to tell me that when I'm naked, but no one has made me feel it like he's managing to do. It might have a lot to do with the wonder I hear in his voice, like he's finally unwrapping a present he’s always wanted.
Despite that, he's gentle as he licks the fleshy parts of my breasts, and sucks lightly on my nipples. There's a hint of teeth, but no more biting, and I'm not sure I like that. I told him I won't break, but he's still treating me like I will. It feels good, so I'm not going to push it now, but at some point, we're going to revisit this. You know, when my mind isn't starting to blank out again.
Too soon, he's moving up to my collarbone, and I'm learning that everywhere he touches me is some kind of erogenous zone for me. I nearly die as he sucks lightly on my neck over and over again and then nibbles on the sensitive skin behind my ear. I sigh as he plants little kisses all over my face, and finally finds my lips once more. Like everything he's doing, his kisses are sweet and slow, but I'm on fire, and need more.
"I need you inside of me," I tell him as I pull his shirt off his shoulders and then reach for his belt.
He doesn't stop me this time, letting me get his pants and briefs pushed down over his hips. He even helps me, kicking them off when they're low enough. "Oh shit. I need a condom from my wallet. Hold on, Rhi."
"Trust me, I'm not going anywhere."
"You're so damn cute."
Cute? He just kissed the entire front of my body, and he thinks I'm cute? Ugh. It has to be all the talking I'm doing because I'm nervous "I'm sorry."
He freezes with his hand in his pocket and looks over his shoulder. "What the hell are you apologizing for?"
"Talking so much, and being cute," I answer as I give into my urge and cover my face with my hands. "I want to be sexy for you."
My hands are pulled away from my face, and the look on his face is so intent that I'm almost scared of him. "I love that
we're talking, and having fun, Rhi. I usually just fuck, and honestly there's not much talking even before I'm inside the women I've been with. You are so different from everyone else, and that's a good thing. I want more than just a release with you, and if I haven't made you feel that already, then I'm the one who's sorry."
"You're sure I'm turning you on?"
He takes my hand and moves it down to his erection, wrapping my hand around it. It's thick, large, and hard as it pulses in my hand. "That's all you. All fucking you."
"Oh. Wow."
"I'm going to take that as a compliment on my size."
"Please do," I say, stroking him like I tried to do earlier. Once again, he stops me, and I'm the one growling now.
"You said you wanted me inside you, Rhi. If you keep working me with your hand, I'm going to come now, and you'll have to wait for me to be able to do what you want."
The thought of me making him so crazy he can't stop himself gives me a sense of power I've never felt before. I almost want to keep running my hands over him, but I want to feel him filling me up even more, so I stop.
"I reserve the right to touch you again at a later date."
"You're not going to get any complaints from me."
He kisses me once more as I let him go. I can't help but lick my lips as I watch him tear open the condom wrapper and roll it over his hard length. He kneels between my legs, spreading them wide before he enters me in one slow, smooth stroke.
His arms are braced on either side of my head as he withdraws and slides back in. He does this over and over again, taking me at a maddeningly slow pace. It feels good, but it also feels wrong. I somehow know he doesn't have sex like this, and while I want to be different from other women, I don't want him holding back.
"I told you I won't break, so stop acting like I will," I say, grabbing his ass, and arching up to meet his thrusts as I try to make him go faster.
"I need this time to be like this. To show you I care."
He looks in my eyes, and I see pain there, mixed with desire. I run my fingers over his cheek. "Just the fact that you want that is enough. You've done nothing but make me feel special. Take me like you want, Cabe. I want it that way, too."
Calum
Rhieve's words nearly stop my heart. She's giving me permission to let myself loose. I want to be sweet, and soft, but I need to take her hard and fast. I won't unleash everything, but I do speed up, going deeper with every thrust. I pull her legs up and curl my hands around her knees, setting her at a slight angle. With this new position, my pelvis and the base of my cock hit her clit as I begin to lose control. She cries out, and I feel my balls tighten. I'm close, but I won't go without her.
"I need you to come for me, Rhieve. Do it now."
She cries out again, and then she's milking my cock, taking me with her when I see the wild abandon on her face as she looks almost pained by how hard she's orgasming. I know the feeling since I've never come so hard in my damn life. I seriously thought I might black out for a minute, and that has never happened, even with as many partners as I've taken over the years. Rhieve said she thought I'd ruin her for other men, but she's already done the same to me. Her cries, her tight pussy, and the taste of her—all of her—is already driving me out of my mind.
I slip out of her with a groan, and kiss her lightly before going to take care of the condom, Once I clean up, I come back to find her curled up on her side, waiting for me with a shy smile. She's so beautiful it almost hurts to look at her. When she's all fancy and done up, she's gorgeous, but with her hair messy, and her makeup smeared, she is beyond stunning.
"Turn over onto your stomach," I tell her as I climb back into the bed.
"So you're ready to completely let loose then with me like you are with other women?"
I chuckle, because of course she would know I was still holding back a little. "No, smart ass, and you don't really want that anyway. I use those women to just make myself feel good. I'm not using you."
"Yes, you are," she says, turning over and hugging a pillow underneath her.
I sigh before moving her hair aside to kiss the back of her neck. "Yeah, I am, but it's still different. I'm using you for your class, not your ass," I say, smacking hers lightly nonetheless.
"I liked that, Cabe, so if you're hoping to scare me off with your wicked ways, it's not working."
"A light slap is not even close to how wicked I can get, Rhi," I reply, kissing across her shoulders, before sliding down to cover every inch of her spine with my mouth and tongue.
"Maybe we can try some things. Not...everything, but I'm willing to experiment a little."
I'm down to the top of her ass now, and I kiss all over her tight, round cheeks before I answer. "I would love to try whatever you want, but I don't need to. I promise you that what we just did was better than anything I've done with any other woman."
"You promise?"
I move back up so I can lie next to her and look her in the eye. "I promise."
She leans into me and kisses me. I kiss her back as I pull her into my arms. Our lips are still touching when I feel myself drift off. I wasn't planning on sleeping during the flight, but then again, I didn't expect to have Rhieve in this bed with me, either. Sometimes reality can be better than a fantasy, and today is one of those times.
It's several hours later when I wake up. Rhieve is still sprawled over me, and while I don't want to move, I'm hungry, and I know she will be too when she wakes up. She stirs when I slide out from under her, but she doesn't wake up. I smile down at her before throwing on my pants, and heading to the little galley kitchen.
I figure out how to heat up our dinners, and am just uncorking some wine when I hear her scream. I drop the bottle, barely registering the resounding crash on the tile floor, and run to the bedroom. Upon entering, I see her in the corner, one of the pillows clutched in front of her naked body. Todd is under the sheet on the bed, and from what I can see he's naked, too.
"What the fuck?"
"I just came in for my turn, and she freaked out," Todd says smiling like it's no big deal.
"When have I ever brought a woman in this bedroom?" I ask, barely controlling my rage.
"Um, never, I guess."
"So shouldn't that tell you things are different?"
"Wait...seriously? You're not sharing her with me?"
"I am never sharing her with anyone. She's my fiancé, not some random chick."
"I didn't know." He turns to look at Rhieve. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have assumed you were like the other women who've flown with us."
"Not your fault. You were only doing what you knew," she tells him, each word slicing into me. "Can you turn around so I can put on my dress, please?"
He looks towards the door where I'm standing, and then closes his eyes. I know he's sorry, but this situation still sucks. Just when things were going well, too.
"I have food for us out there. I dropped the wine, but if you want to sit down at one of the tables, I'll get everything ready," I tell her once she's zipped into her dress again.
"I'm going to go into the bathroom, but I'll be out in a few minutes." She's smiling, but I know she's gotta be pissed at me. She passes by me, but stops to look at Todd. "You can open your eyes now, but thank you for being a gentleman."
And there she is, the Rhieve everyone sees. The sweet, proper woman who will do anything she can to make people comfortable. She's the one I need for my plan, but I need the fiery and passionate version of her when we're in private. She seems to be able to balance the two, so I need to make myself do it as well.
"I like her. I mean, despite her unwillingness to have sex with me, she seems pretty cool, and she took that better than could be expected."
I shake my head at Todd. "Just go back to the cockpit, and try to keep your dick in your pants for the rest of the flight."
6
Rhieve
That wasn't how I expected to wake up, but I can't say it was totally unexpected. Calum had already
told me he'd slept with that Katie girl, and said he could invite Todd to have sex with us. I won't deny I hate his past, but that's just what it is—the past. As long as he doesn't give me any indication that he's still playing around, I just don't care about what he did before. Okay, maybe it bothers me a little, but we had a great time before this, and I don't want to dwell on things I can't change.
I take care of what I need to, and twist my hair into a loose bun before leaving the bathroom. In the bedroom, I find my carry-on and garment bag sitting on the bed, and I change into some leggings and a loose top. "Public Rhieve" is not going to be on display right now, but I trust Calum enough to let myself be casual with him.
He's setting plates on a table by the window when I walk out. He turns to me, and his eyes go wide. "Whoa."
"Hi," I reply, shyly, pulling at my top. "Is this too casual?"
He looks down at his bare chest, unbuttoned slacks, and bare feet. "I'm not exactly dressed up, and you look beautiful. As always."
"Thanks. I-I don't like to be dressed up all the time," I tell him, taking my seat.
"I know. You're the girl who got just as muddy as me, so my housekeeper bought you cheap play clothes to change into before we went out."
"You remember?"
"I told you I remember everything, Rhi. How could I possibly forget?"
"I don't know. How could you?" I really didn't mean to start something, but he gave me the opening, and this is one thing about the past I just can't let go.
"I never forgot you. I will apologize until the day I die for making you feel like I did, but I didn't. There are things I'm not ready to tell you—may never be ready to tell you—but I need you to believe that."
"Can you promise to always have my back now, no matter what?"
"Absolutely," he says, without hesitation. "I will always take your side over anyone else."
"Then I can wait for you to be ready—or not, if that's the case. I know this is fake, but I would like us to be friends again, Cabe."
"Just friends?"
I start to look down, but decide I need to look him in the eye when I answer. "I won't lie to you, and say I don't want more, but can you give it to me? You say you won't share me, and I won't share you, either. Will I be enough for you with the lifestyle you lead?"
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