“You want to ride my cock, but I want to fuck you reverse cowgirl. We’re having a big blow out over it, actually.” He licks his lips, watching me slip out of my clothes. “You forgot to pay the electricity bill, and they shut off our lights.” He slides his big hand over the switch, darkening the room. “So naughty and irresponsible.”
I laugh. “I would never forget to pay a bill,” I admonish.
“Shh,” he chides, putting his pointer finger over my lips. “Regular problems.”
I nod. “I want a career and you want to put a baby inside me.”
“That’s a fucked up regular problem, but Jesus, does it make my dick hard.” He takes off his clothes and strokes himself, watching me. “What else?”
“You want to come inside me. You want to claim me.” At the last two words, I realize what I’ve said, but he doesn’t flinch. I go on. “I want you to choke me with your cock, but you are worried about hurting me.”
He nods. “And?”
“You want me to love only you. You want my whole heart. I have a past, and you can’t erase it. I hold back a tiny piece. When you fuck me this time, though, I give it to you. That last piece. I’m fully yours.”
Riley’s eyes darken as he steps toward me. “That doesn’t sound like a regular problem.”
I tip up my chin. “You don’t want to share me. You never wanted to share me.”
“That’s definitely not normal.”
“Nothing about us will ever be normal, and that’s why it’s beautiful. I don’t want regular problems with some man who gives me half his heart and hesitations. I want you. I can be myself with you.”
Another step. He’s so close I can feel the heat radiating off his body. The plane hits a patch of turbulence. I steady myself on the edge of the bed, brushing the back of my thighs. “You are everything to me,” he says, tapping my chin with his middle finger, then running it down my neck, between my breasts, over my stomach and ending at my clit.
Slipping a finger in, I close my eyes when he strokes my G-spot. My body becomes heavy as I clutch his wide forearm and lean my head on his chest. His scent hits me like a giddy punch.
“Did you hear me?” he asks.
I tip my chin up to meet his gaze. “Yes,” I reply. “I know. That’s why you’re my choice.” I think about how I left him hanging last night and guilt hits. “You’ve always been my choice.” His golden gaze burns with emotion. “Let me give you what you want.”
His wide neck words as he swallows, and his lips part when I take his dick into my hand. His finger glides over my G-spot a little rougher and my knees give out. We fall back on the bed, him still fingering me. I clutch the covers beneath me as my eyes roll back in my head and I come. Riley’s face is between my legs and his mouth closes over my clit as I finish, the floating feeling washing over me like an unrelenting wave. He’s sucking my nub as he pulls his finger out. I cry out from the sensation.
“You’re already wet for me.”
Panting, I say, “Is that a regular problem?”
His chuckle makes my heart skip a beat. “Thank God you’re wet because I don’t want to be gentle right now.”
After swirling his tongue around my pussy for a few more seconds, making me clench with need, he slides up my body, tongue cutting a trail all the way to my mouth. The white noise from the plane forces me to be more present than I normally am. It’s just Riley, his body, and our emotions broiling like something working toward explosion. When he slides into me, I can see everything behind his eyes. He holds nothing back. There’s a tender trust there, even as he fucks me rotten. Even as he fills me. Even when he grinds into me with ferocious need. Riley Astor loves me. There’s no question. I’m it for him. It must be a rarity to know I can never be replaced. If I died tomorrow, he would too because what we have is sacred.
He rolls me on top, but he doesn’t let me ride. He controls my hips with his hot hands clutching my hip bones. He slows a little, so he can grab my breast with one hand, and touch me while he fucks. He slips his middle finger into my mouth. I take it and fold my tongue around it, and I suck. Riley’s face is pure rapture as he watches. I pop it out of my mouth and move up on my knees. “I want it reverse,” I say, licking my lips.
He smirks and spins me with his free hand. I have to sit up straighter because of his size and the angle, but he lets me control the pace, my ass slapping his skin as I bounce up and down. His groans and moans behind me make my core clench with a fervor. He sits up, wrapping an arm around my midsection and strokes my clit as I slide at a slower pace. “Keep it slow. I don’t want to come too quickly,” he says, biting my earlobe. “I want to fuck you for a long time. I need it.”
Leaning my head back, I rest it on his shoulder as the slow assault makes my body tingle and every nerve stand at attention. His expert stroking won’t let me last much longer with his hard cock filling me. I close my eyes and I let myself feel. His heart pounding against my back, his breaths filling the space next to my face, his fingers, the seductive way he’s jutting his hips to match my thrusts. It feels like magic.
“God, this is perfect,” I whisper, completely entranced by the moment.
“You are perfect,” he replies, turning his head, seeking my lips. I offer them and swirl my hips while his dick is halfway inside me. “Fuck,” he hisses into my mouth. “Let’s switch it up.”
I let him put me into doggy style and clutch the edge of the bed as he grabs my hips and slams into me. He replaces the slow pace with something more animalistic. He’s not stroking my clit anymore, so I’m not chasing release anymore. It starts over. I’ve forgotten completely that we’re on a plane until a bout of turbulence shakes us, and Riley catches me under my stomach to steady us. Moving my hair away over one shoulder, he leans over and kisses the back of my neck. “You’re so beautiful.”
Closing my eyes, I allow myself to get lost in his words. I picture what they look like on paper and want to clutch them to my chest forever. Another kiss on my exposed shoulder, then he’s moving us to lie down, him on top of me. Grabbing his face, I kiss him as he enters me again, the pressure—straight ecstasy. He lets me control the kiss, but the pace is all his, and the way it’s building, I know the orgasm is going to wreck me from head to toe. His breaths speed into a pant and with his lips at my ear, he tells me he loves me, coming inside me at the same time my toes curl, and the intense release pummels me. I lose my breath when the plane bounces, forcing my stomach into my throat at the same time I’m coming. Riley braces me between his thick arms, keeping his face buried in my neck.
Pressing a kiss against my neck, he pulls out of me slowly. “I love you, Riley,” I say, taking his face into my hands. “You know that it was always you, right?”
A line forms between his eyes. “You could tell me that for the rest of our lives, and I’d still wonder, lamb.” He kisses me softly once. “And that’s fine because it’s my fault. I told you to give him what he wanted, knowing he would take. I’ll regret it for as long as I live, but tonight will help ease the guilt.”