Riley kept his promise and the two of them returned to bed. They lay there most of the day, cuddling and holding one another tight. Rachel called Frankie up and she had the most restful sleep yet, sandwiched between Riley and Frankie, soft fluff pressed to her chest.
The evening crept in slowly. The early summer sun sat in the sky for long hours as the shadows grew. Riley turned toward her with sleepy eyes and kissed her gently.
“I’m hungry.”
She nodded. “Me too.”
“I think a nice celebration dinner is in store.”
“I would have to agree sir, what do you have in mind?”
Riley rolled over and Rachel curled up next to him. Her head lay across his chest as they both thought.
“I’m thinking a big juicy steak, a nice baked potato, and a salad.”
Rachel chuckled. “Sound pretty simple, for you.”
He judged, “Hey, when made right, simple is fabulous.”
“Hmm, I can agree with that.” She nodded.
Riley reached over and picked up the house phone. He hit the number for the kitchen and Leone picked up. He gave them their order and Leone told him to give him an hour. Riley requested that ice cream be brought to the room first.
Rachel laughed as he hung up the phone. “Ice cream first? And since when is Leone a room service guy?”
He smiled back at her. “Occasionally I ask, and he gets a bonus with that check. And adulthood be damned, we deserve some ice cream.”
She thought for a moment. “I’ll have to agree, that does sound perfect right now.”
Leone strolled in a few minutes later and handed them a tub of ice cream with two spoons.
After he left, she turned to Riley. “No bowls and right from the tub, too? You rebel.”
He dug in with a huge scoop of the chocolate and peanut butter ice cream.
“That’s right, no other way to enjoy ice cream!”
They laughed and giggled as they dug into the delectable, creamy sweet treat. Rachel loved how good it felt, how all of this helped wash away those horrible memories, and how she could be looking at many, many more times just like this.
The bell rang for dinner and they rose from the bed and slowly put on their clothes, kissing, teasing, and dancing with one another as they did so. Rachel felt like this was all a dream, and she just had to enjoy it while it lasted. They walked down the hall together, hand in hand into the dining room as they wore only their undergarments and soft, plush robes.
Riley walked into the bar and grabbed a bottle from 1998 he had been saving. They both sat at the table where two steaming plates were dressed, and salads were chilled and waiting. Riley poured the silky, deep red Merlot, and Rachel dug in with zest to her prime cut. They both moaned and gushed over dinner, agreeing that no meal had ever in their lives tasted this good. They laughed at their silliness, but in all reality, no meal had ever tasted so good. Just yesterday, they hadn’t known if they would sit down with the other ever again to enjoy a meal.
Riley held up his glass. “I propose a toast.”
Rachel reached and grabbed her own glass. “Go on.”
Riley paused. “I may have a few toasts.”
She laughed but he continued.
“The first is to survival. In a world of darkness, we made it.”
The two clinked their glasses and took a sip, then he raised it again and went on.
“The second is to you, beautiful. You are my everything,” he said simply, his soft eyes looking into hers. They toasted again and sipped, her eyes not leaving his.
“And the third is to love. Love, for me, was always something I couldn’t quite grasp. But with you, I live it, I breathe it, and it is my world with you. I love you, gorgeous.”
Rachel set her glass down slowly as she leaned in and kissed him. The wine that lingered there and his softness, she could have drank in all night. He returned the tenderness, and she gently pulled back and sat in her seat, bringing her glass up high to meet his.
“And I propose a toast to us. We make a hell of a team.”
They laughed and cheered. They sipped their wine and continued their dinners until they were full and ready to return to bed. Once there, Rachel felt the pull of her body to his, and she slowly began to rub him down, her fingertips tracing his skin while he began to run his hands over her every curve.
The conversation seized, and they were consumed by passion. Riley slid her robe off, revealing her skin and slowly teasing her as he pulled off her bra and tugged down her panties. She lay back on the bed as he removed his own robe and then his briefs. He crawled to the bed and held himself over her, his giant frame and bulky body like a temple to her.
His lips traced every inch of her, slowly and tenderly. They brushed her forehead, her cheeks, and they nibbled at her earlobes. They made their way down her neck, his tongue occasionally taking a taste as he reached her collarbone where he teased at the sensitive skin. He moved to her breasts, sucking and swirling his tongue around each beautiful peak. His hand ran up and down her figure, squeezing at her warm flesh as his beard tickled her inner thighs and he worked up and down her sensitive skin.
She groaned and hissed, letting her mind escape and his presence consume her as everything washed away and they only existed in this moment. Every hair from his beard, every soft touch of his fingertips, Rachel felt that this was it, all she needed and all she could feel. He pressed his warm, throbbing cock against her, and she felt herself grow wet and slick. She was aching for him, but relished in every bit of the tease.
She reached down and wrapped her lips around his cock, while she reached back and squeezed his juicy ass with her petite hands. She took him deep as he knelt and rocked his hips in pleasure for her. Her tongue ran up and down his big shaft, his noises of pleasure driving her harder and faster. She felt him press deeper, and her tongue circled his head in dizzying pleasure.
He pulled back slowly and she released him. He suddenly pushed her back and ravaged between her legs in excitement. She screamed in pleasure as the waves of sexual bliss began to flow through her. His tongue pressed, flicked, circled, and kept her in a land of unrelenting exuberance as he masterfully teased her.
She was riding the edge, and she knew that soon she would feel him deep inside of her, hitting her in just the right spot until she could no longer stand it. The thought alone made her grow wetter.
He leaned back and she climbed up on her knees to meet him. She didn't want this to end. She passionately began to kiss every inch of him, traveling up and down from his head to his dick, the motion repeated time and time again as she teased him, licking and sucking, only to travel back up his skin.
He teased her right back, pushing her down as he kissed her body, nibbled at her earlobes, and sucked on her clit. Every brush and stroke felt unbelievable, and they rode the waves of ecstasy until they felt they were going to explode.
In a quick motion, she straddled herself on his cock, no longer able to resist her desire. She stared into the gorgeous hazel eyes, at that thick hair that fell in his eyes, that manly beard she loved to stroke. She took it all in like a delicious drink, the muscular chest she loved to curl up on, the big arms that held her on the long, nightmare filled nights, those strong abs and bruised knuckles. Every inch of him was there for her, and her alone. She felt the big cock hit her deep inside, and just right, and her jaw fell open as she began to thrust and rock at a feverish pace.
His own passion was spiraling out of control. His cock was throbbing, and it felt so damn good to be inside her. His hips rocked, and he slid in and out of her, the friction building his orgasm perfectly. His balls tightened, and he felt the building pressure. He needed her, he needed to release himself inside her and feel her encompass him. He needed more as he moved faster and he became breathless with desire.
She felt the tension build. The pending orgasm grew and grew, and she threw her head back and closed her eyes as she felt that aching sensation deep within her. He rubbed her just right, and she could no longer contain herself. With a series of ecstatic screams she unleashed herself, her hips slapping his in complete, unrestrained, glorious, orgasmic power.
He couldn’t contain himself either, and with an excited thrust he let himself go and felt the rush of pleasure spread through his body. He followed each pulsating lurch of his cock, the feeling overwhelmingly delightful. They rocked in unison and screamed and moaned as their worlds collided.
The feeling coasted, and they surfed the wave, riding it as long as their exhausted bodies would allow, each spasm strong and breathtaking. Finally it relented, and they felt the purest satisfaction. They looked one another in the eyes with a smile, and she leaned down to give him a kiss.
She lay on his chest for a few moments and listened to his breath as it began to slow. She matched his pace and caught hers, the experience breathtaking to say the least. She loved the feeling of his chest rising and falling, knowing he was here, well and alive, right beneath her. He was like an anchor she rested on, and the thought made her smile as she turned to meet his eyes.
He looked up at her with kindness and a small smile. He reached up and affectionately ran a hand through her hair. They watched one another and took it all in, the feelings, the smells and sights, the sounds and the sensations.
“So, where are we going on vacation?” Riley piped up as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer to his chest.
She laughed and snuggled him closely.
“Somewhere sunny and with a beach,” she replied with excitement.
“Mmm, I’d have to agree,” he replied as he nodded.
“Where do you recommend?” she quipped, turning her face back to meet his.
“Well, the Caribbean isn’t overrated. It’s pretty nice. Then again, there’s always ranches in Australia.” He chuckled, and she gave him a playful smack.
“I can’t wait to see you be a cowboy, the image is already making me laugh.” She giggled.
“What? I make a perfectly fine cowboy,” he defended jokingly.
They quieted for a moment as Rachel thought of the beach. She could feel the warm rays on her skin, the white sand, silky soft as it ran through her fingers, the smell of the salt in the air, and the ocean breeze on her face. She smiled as she thought of it. Riley watched her, and her happiness made him lean in and kiss her forehead.
“Rachel, can I ask you something?”
“Hmmm?” she responded.
“Will you marry me?” Riley asked, his eyes glued to her face.
Her eyes shot open and a wide smile spread across her lips.
“Are you serious?” She sat up and looked at him with wide eyes.
He nodded. “Dead serious.”
She paused and bit her lip. “But we’ve only been together less than two months. You can’t possibly know you want to spend your life with me.”
She looked at him, but he only reached up and brushed the hair from her eyes and pressed his lips to hers. He pulled back and watched her, studying her every expression and soaking her in like the sun.
“I’ve never been so certain of anything in my life.” He thought for a moment.
“Especially after almost having you killed, nothing makes the heart grow fonder.” He smirked and she laughed.
“Riley… Yes. Yes!” she yelled and wrapped her arms around his neck, the two embracing and kissing in delight.
He pulled back and gave a small shrug. “Ring shopping tomorrow?”
She laughed. “Sounds good to me, or after that vacation!”
Riley pulled her close and kissed the top of her head. “I’m glad you walked into my life.”
She smiled. “Me too.”
They lay there until sleep took them into a blissful peace. For once, Rachel was not awoken by nightmares, and Riley kept her close all through the night. When they awoke the next morning, both called off of work. Riley called up his pilot friend, and they quickly began to pack.
Rachel called Sarah. Her friend had been worried sick, and she filled her in. She also told her she could stop and visit Frankie while they took a long trip, and her best friend wished her the best, most relaxing trip of her life.
“You deserve it, girl,” Sarah chimed in.
Rachel burst out with laughter. “Do I ever.”
“Alright lady, take care.” Sarah blew her a kiss.
“Bye, visit Frankie!”
“I will, now go have fun!”
With that Rachel hung up the phone and turned to face Riley who was holding their bags.
“Ready, gorgeous?” he asked as he gestured toward the door.
“Yes, please, handsome. I can feel that beach already.” Rachel skipped over to him and they headed out the door.
The drive to the private airport wasn’t long, but Rachel could hardly contain her excitement as they pulled into the tiny place. The field was long and wide, but the little strips were equipped for private jets.
The two of them boarded the dark navy blue jet. It was small and contained only two bench seats that faced each other, a table, and a small bar. Rachel sat curled in Riley’s arm as they took off and raced through the morning sky. She watched DC shrink in the distance and the landscape begin to eat up the miles below.
Green and brown mountains turned into swamps and everglades, which turned into coasts and then waters. She watched the rolling ocean below and pulled her beloved closer. The sun was high, and the blues and greens of the water cascaded about, the white foam forming little ridges on the painting that seemed to form and breathe below them.
The hours passed and the two of them didn’t let go of one another. They dozed or watched the changing landscape, and they watched the time pass as they neared their destination. Rachel had never been to anything like this, and she couldn’t wait to feel that white sand under her toes and swim in those crystal clear waters. With Riley at her side, she knew this would be the best trip of her life.
Riley pointed ahead to a sandy plot of land. The coasts turned to tropical forest and the Caribbean island began to reveal itself. Rachel tugged at his shirt and let out an excited yell.
“You’re pretty pumped for this, aren’t you?” he asked as he kissed her cheek.
She shook her head in agreement. “You have no idea, handsome. I... We’ve both needed this for a while now.”
“Mmm, agreed. So what are we going to do first?” he asked as he pulled her close. Their descent had begun and the blue waves were growing closer, along with the sandy island.
“Beach,” she replied simply and without hesitation.
“Bar?” he asked in response.
She paused and then nodded. “Followed by dinner and then more beach.”
“Sex?” he quipped with a cocked brow and small smirk.
“Mmm, always sex,” she agreed and reached back to give him a kiss.
The plane soared smoothly through the skies and down to the lands below, the ground approached, and they put their seatbelts on as the wings pulled back and the rush of the landing dragged them to a slower speed. The tires came out and Rachel watched as they seemed to suddenly be on the ground, the island outside whipping by at high speed. They came to a gentle stop and they unstrapped themselves, grabbed their bags, and headed out the door. Rachel made her way down the steps with Riley behind her, but once her feet touched the ground, she stopped and looked around.
The waves rolled and the sun shone brightly, the scent of the ocean was on the breeze, and she could see the white sands. Riley pressed his front against her back, and she turned around and reached up just as he reached down, and they met for a tender kiss.
“I love you, handsome.”
“I love you too, beautiful.”
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