I lift up the armrest and grab her thigh as she rests it against mine. My dick begins to pulsate from the close contact. “Because I should’ve been honest with you from the beginning.” I ensure that I keep my voice down, as we are on a packed plane and don’t need an audience. “I knew from the moment that I laid eyes on you, I wanted you and I would take you any way I could have you.” Reaching up, I run my thumb across those lovely lips, afraid my honesty is going to make her get angry with me. “So I lied to myself, just as much as I lied to you.”
She inhales deeply and then lets it all out. “I think we are both a little guilty of that. Why do you think I’m here?”
I shrug my shoulders. I need to hear her say the words. I can’t answer that for her, as much as I wish I could. “Bain, I’ve had a long time to reflect on all of this, on us and what we have, and what it boils down to is you make me happier than anyone in this world. You make me smile and love my life and make me feel again. Something I haven’t known in so long. And because of all that, I fucking love you.”
Taking her by the back of her hair I pull her face to mine, looking into those clear eyes. I want to make sure what she is telling me is true; in fact, I need to know in my heart. Looking deep within her, searching for something to grip on to, I know it’s true when she smirks at me and says, “I love you.”
“I love you too, baby. God, I love you.”
The moment I speak the words, the plane takes off. The force of gravity pushes us into our seats, and she smiles at me. I can’t resist telling her again, “I love you.”
She kisses me as soon as I say the words. The plane gets cruising at a comfortable altitude and Arion lies against my chest. I hold her body to mine, noticing how small and fragile she is.
“How long can you stay?” I ask her, already scared that she will have to go back for work.
“Forever. I lost my job.”
“What? Why?”
“Let’s just say I had a really hard time without you.”
“Come on, A. You loved that place.”
“I know, but I couldn’t make myself get out of bed and that made getting there really hard.”
“I can’t believe they let you go just because you were late.”
“It was more than once, babe, and a few other things happened.”
“I’m sorry, baby.”
“Don’t be,” she says, pressing her lips against my chest. Her breath is warm through the fabric of my clothing.
With my girl wrapped up in my arms, I hold her tight, as close as humanly possible without crushing her. My mind is mixed and clouded with a thousand different thoughts. Regardless of everything rushing though my mind, I pray that this is the beginning of the rest of our lives together, because in all honesty, I can’t lose her again.
“You’re quiet.”
I look down at her before responding. “I don’t know what to say and I’m scared that it’ll be the wrong thing. I don’t want you to ever leave again.”
“I’m not going anywhere. If you’ll take me back, I’m in this for forever. I never should’ve left. I was being scared and na?ve. Bain, you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
“Really?” I ask, looking at her, a bit surprised by her words.
“Yes. I promise no more games or hiding my feelings. I’ll give you all of me.”
Her words are the best I’ve ever heard. “All of you is all I’ve ever wanted. You promise no running or getting scared or anything like that?”
“I promise, and when you’re ready, we seriously need to talk about Memphis.”
There’s my girl. “What’s wrong with Memphis?”
“Do I look like a country girl?”
“Clearly you haven’t explored the city.”
“Please, I guarantee it’s nothing compared to New York.”
“True, there’s nothing like New York, but don’t get too worked up about it just yet. My workout there didn’t go too well. I can’t be picky, baby. I have to go where they—”
She cuts me off. “We. We have to go where they tell you.”
“Right. We. God, I can’t believe this.”
“Well, believe it, because I’m not going anywhere.”
Fumbling to slide the card into the door, I can’t do it fast enough. Arion is on me. Hands everywhere, hot mouth all over my skin, her tight, little cunt pressed up against me and finally the motherfucking door opens. Walking her in backwards. I drop both of our bags and kick the door closed. Looking around, the bed seems so far away.
She rips her shirt off and I grab her by the thighs dropping us to the floor. Fuck it. I need her now. Right here. I watch how relaxed she is lying there waiting for me. Leaning down, I unbutton her jeans, skimming them down as quickly as I can. The moment she’s naked, her scent intoxicates me. “Fuck, you’re wet. I can smell you, so sweet.”
She takes her fingers, fanning them down her stomach and I watch, frozen. She wouldn’t dare. Would she? Then she opens her soft * and begins to please herself. I’ve never seen her touch herself. Christ, it’s hot.
“Have you touched yourself like this lately?”
She nods her head.
“Really? What did you think about?”