For the first time in almost two weeks, I woke up in my own bed. Although it was nice to be back home, it was even nicer to have Rae’s lush body pressed against mine. As my mind went back to the night before and our amazing sex, I couldn’t stop the smile of satisfaction from curving my lips.
Closing my eyes, I inhaled the sweet coconut smell of Rae’s hair. She had been more than worth the wait. Sure, it had barely been two weeks, but that was an extremely long time for me to wait to have sex. Usually, I was naked with a woman less than two hours after we first met, but Rae was different. She had always been different, and she always would be.
I had to give Rae credit for knowing how to play the delayed gratification card. Making me wait until we got back to my apartment was one thing, but holy shit when she started that striptease, I seriously thought I was going to come in my pants.
Pulling her hair back, I began planting kisses down her neck. When I got to her shoulder, I began to lick and nip my way across her soft, creamy skin. At her long sigh, I paused. “Good morning, beautiful,” I murmured into her ear.
She smiled at me over her shoulder. “Good morning.”
“Did you sleep okay?”
“Yes. I don’t think I moved once during the night.”
Her laugh vibrated through her body. “You certainly did.” Pressing her ass back against my morning wood, she said, “I see he’s not worn out.”
I sucked in a breath at how fucking good her ass felt as it cushioned my cock. “He’s insatiable.”
“Much like the man he’s attached to.”
“That’s true.” My hand snaked around her waist and up around her ribcage to cup her breast. Brushing my thumb back and forth over her nipple, I then pinched it, causing Rae to gasp. “God, I love how responsive you are.”
“And I love the feel of your hands on me.”
When I slid my palm down over her abdomen and between her legs, I found Rae deliciously wet. “Ah, I see this isn’t worn out.”
“A little sore, but no,” she murmured breathlessly.
The mere mention of her being sore appealed to the caveman in me. I wanted Rae’s body to remember the feel of my dick inside it, to crave the feeling of being stretched and filled.
I pulled my hand away. “Don’t move.”
Once I fished a condom off the nightstand, I tore into the wrapper and rolled one down the length of my throbbing cock. The mattress dipped under my weight as I slid back under the sheets to Rae.
After lifting her thigh with one of my hands, I guided my erection in. When I thrust balls deep into her tight, slick walls, we both moaned with pleasure. My free hand came to cup her breast again and I tweaked her hardening nipple, pinching the swollen flesh.
As I continued to twist and roll Rae’s nipples between my fingers, my mouth came to her earlobe. I kissed my way down the shell before licking my way back up again. Rae gasped and bucked her ass back against me, causing me to go even deeper inside her.
Taking one of her hands, I guided it between her legs. “Touch yourself,” I commanded as I once again focused on licking the sensitive flesh of her earlobe.”
Rae obliged by slowly stroking her clit. When she whimpered, I asked, “Does that feel good?”
“Yes,” she panted.
“Faster,” I ordered. As she began to rub herself more furiously, I sped up the tempo of my thrusts. When I slid in and out of her, her fingers grazed my dick, slickened with her arousal. Since I was getting close, I closed my hand over hers and began to work her clit even harder.
“Oh…ahhh, yes!” she moaned as she worked closer and closer to coming. As her walls began to convulse around me, she screamed, “Gabe!”
Hearing her call my name with such pleasure as she came caused a shudder to ripple through me. As a desire to mark Rae as mine entered my mind, I began to my slow down my pace. “I want to come on you,” I grunted into her ear.
Glancing over her shoulder at me, Rae said, “Then do it.”
With a groan, I pulled out of her. After tearing off the condom and tossing it to the side, I brought my hand to cup my cock. As I prepared to jerk off on Rae’s back, she shocked the hell out of me by rolling over to face me. It was her hand, not mine, that finished me. As I came, I spurted across her beautiful round globes.
“Fuck, Rae,” I muttered before collapsing on the bed beside her. We both lay there, staring at the ceiling and trying to catch our breath. Turning over on my side, I grinned at Rae. “Damn, I hope it’s always going to be that good between us.”
“Mm, I hope so, too.” Glancing down at her chest, Rae said, “I think I could use a shower now. How about you?”
“The caveman part of me wants you to stay marked by me all day.”
Rae wrinkled her nose and laughed. “You’re so possessive.”
“I am of what’s mine.” I brought the sheet up to slowly wipe me off her breasts. When she was sufficiently cleaned off, I met her gaze. “You’re mine, Rae.”
She blinked at me. “Am I?”
“Yes. You are. You were emotionally mine in the way you became my muse, and now you’re mine physically in the way I’ve claimed your body.”
The corners of her lips quirked. “Do I get a say in this, caveman? Or are you just going to drag me by the hair back to your cave?”
I reached up to intertwine my fingers in her hair. When I tugged, she gasped as her eyes widened with desire. “I guess so,” she replied.
With a grin, I released my grip. “Oh. I know it.”
‘We’ll just have to see about that.”
I wrapped my arms around her. “If it involves pulling your hair or spanking your ass, I’m all for it.”
“Right now I’m more interested in showering and getting something to eat.”
“You go grab a shower, and I’ll go raid the fridge.”
Rae grinned. “Okay.”
After Rae showered, she rejoined me for a lazy breakfast in bed. Since I’d forgotten to tell my housekeeper not to restock the fridge while I was gone to Hayesville, I found fresh strawberries and blueberries along with some croissants and muffins. After we embarked on a mid-morning sexathon, we remained in bed, cuddling and watching movies for the remainder of the day.
It was just after four when Rae glanced up at me. “I have a question for you.”
“Shoot.”
“Are you going to keep me held hostage as your sex slave all weekend?” Rae asked.
I chuckled. “Would that really be so bad?”
She smiled. “Not really but I would like to do something romantic tonight.”
“You mean watching Netflix and ordering in isn’t romantic?” I teased.
Rae playfully smacked my bicep. “No. It isn’t.”
“You seemed to like it last night.”
“Because I wanted to stay naked and not leave the house, but that’s not what I want to do today.”
“It sounds like a winning plan to me.”
“Seriously, Gabe.”
“Okay. What did you have in mind?”
She shrugged. “I don’t know. We have a city full of culturally stimulating places right outside our door.”
“And with it being a Saturday night, all those culturally stimulating places, as you call them, are going to have an hour to an hour and a half wait,” I mused.
As her expression darkened, Rae untangled herself from my arms and sat up in the bed. With her bare back to me, I felt somewhat shunned. “What’s wrong?”
“Admit it—you don’t want to take me out.”
“What? I never said that.”
“You didn’t have to.”
“All of this attitude just because I made the remark that we’re going to have to wait forever to get a table?”
Rae threw a glance at me over her shoulder. “I’m wondering if you said that because you don’t want to take me out.”
“Why in the hell wouldn’t I want to take you out?”
“Because you’re ashamed of the paparazzi seeing you with someone like me.”
“You don’t seriously think that…do you?” When Rae didn’t respond, I snapped up to sit beside her. Taking her face in my hand, I forced her to look at me. “That is absolutely not the truth. I would be honored to be seen with you.”
“Really?”
“Of course. There’s no reason in the world I would ever be ashamed of you.”
Rolling her eyes, Rae said, “I’m just a hick from the sticks. I’m not the model type people expect to see you with.”
“That’s bullshit. You’re fucking gorgeous, not to mention sassy and sexy and smart.”
A small grin played at Rae’s lips. “Nice alliteration there with the descriptions.”
“I try.” I leaned in to kiss her. Pressing my lips against hers, I hoped to quell the fears swirling in her mind. When I pulled away, I stared intently at her. “I’m not only honored to have such a beautiful woman in my bed, but I’d be happy for every photographer in town to snap a picture of us.”
“Really?”
“Hell yeah.”
Putting her head in her hands, she groaned. “You must think I’m a real nutjob for feeling this way.”
“No, I don’t.”
She peeked at me through her fingers. “You’re just saying that because you think my pussy has magical powers.”
I laughed as I pulled her to me. “Yes, it’s true that your pussy is magical, but I get that it’s hard to date someone famous.”
Rae peeked at me through her hands. “You do?”
“Micah’s wife, Valerie, had a really hard time at first when she started dating him. And the band wasn’t even remotely as famous then. I can’t imagine how she would take it now. So, yeah, I do get it.”
“Thank you. I’ll try not to be such a crazy person next time.”
“Just keep being yourself.”
“Psycho and all?”
“Yep.”
Rae rolled her eyes but smiled in spite of herself. “The fact that you can be okay with me being crazy makes me think you’re still in the pussy haze.”
I snorted. “How long do you think it will take for me to get detoxed, exactly?”
“I’m not sure.” A sly look entered her eyes. “But I think it would be most beneficial to reduce temptation by getting you outside of this apartment.”
“I already said we’d go out.” Cocking my head at her, I added, “And how do you plan on reducing my temptation? Are you going to leave your pussy behind?”
Rae giggled. “It will be covered, thus out of sight and out of mind.”
“While it might be out of sight, your pussy will never be out of my mind.” She snorted at that.
“Why does that not surprise me?”
“Okay. Let’s go get a shower, and then we’ll hit the town.”
Rae’s face lit up. “Really?”
“Yep. Dinner, dancing—the works.”
“You would seriously take me dancing?” Confusion filled me at the sudden change in Rae. How could she even doubt I wouldn’t want to be seen with her? Back home, she was a fearless badass, yet here….Oh right. She’s out of her element. It was time for me to work double time to reassure her.
“Rae, while dancing is not my favorite thing, I do know how to dance, and would love to be out on the town dancing with you tonight.”
She smiled, and it was the sweet smile, which told me I’d said the right words. She seemed less . . . vulnerable. Rae then quirked a brow at me. “Is there a single part of me that screams dancer?”
And Miss Sassypants was back. “Not exactly. I just find it hard to believe that someone who manages to do such amazing things with her hips in bed doesn’t know how to dance.”
With a laugh, Rae replied, “Thanks for the hips compliment.”
“You’re welcome.”
“For the record, I can dance like in a club. It’s waltzing and all that kind of stuff that I don’t know how to do.”
“Then I’ll have to teach you.”
“Tonight?”
“If you want to.” Since Rae’s expression was skeptical, I replied, “Or we could just take in some of the sights the city has to offer.”
Rae nodded. “The last few times I’ve been here, it was either for a Falcons game, or to take Linc to the zoo and aquarium.” She grinned. “I’d like to see more adult sights.”
“I can certainly arrange that.” After I kissed her, I said, “Go get that fine ass of yours in the shower. We have a date to get ready for.”