The next eight months were perfect in Jet's estimation. She and Rhett went from casually seeing each other again to nearly living together; of course, Jet wasn't ready for actual living together. They hardly spent a night alone, though, and it was enough to make Jet believe in happiness again. Rhett may have his flaws, but they seemed to only endear him to her. Mostly, Jet was happy because he was supportive and loving in all the ways she needed when she needed it. Then, when she needed to back down and take things slow he would. It was her dream for a perfect relationship.
Their only snag was his current need to invite her to a wedding in North Carolina. One of his friends and Jessie, his ex-wife's relative, was getting married. Of course, that wasn't the only reason. It happened to align with a break in their shooting schedule and Rhett wanted her to meet his parents. Jet knew the moment he talked about it that this was going to be a problem. Her mind immediately thought it was a reason they would split, but overall Rhett had been good about it. He had invited her, and then only mentioned it once a week or so as the event drew near. Now, as Jet sat in his office, she wondered if this would end things or if they could survive it. Jet had hope, hope that sprang from being with Rhett, and how he made her feel.
"Hey, you getting any work done in here?" Rhett came into the office and found Jet sitting on the couch, laptop on her legs. She looked at him with a smile. His hair was a little mussed and he was starting to unbutton his shirt. It was a long-sleeve button down with white clouds on the blue background and they were currently coming apart before her eyes.
"I'm trying, but if you keep doing that, well how's a girl supposed to concentrate big man?" She put her laptop off to the side on a table and turned to look at him directly.
"Sorry. I'm changing for this next thing, and I wasn't trying to distract you." He raised an eyebrow with a smirk.
"Oh you weren't were you?" The last button gave way and Jet's mouth started to water at the sight of his skin. After all this time, just the sight of Rhett's body still excited her as if it was the first time she was seeing it.
"Nope. I will continue to tease you though if you'll change your mind about the wedding." He approached her and looked down into her eyes. He still hadn't given up on having her go to North Carolina with him.
"Rhett, we talked about this. I'm not ready."
"I know you say that, but really my parents are not that intimidating. You'll love them and they'll love you." He was at least no longer harping on it was just a wedding.
"That might be true, but you promised we could move slowly." Rhett approached at her words and leaned with his hands on the wall above the couch, his legs pressed to the front of hers. He seemed huge and intimidating, even though he was just a soft teddy bear under all that bravado.
"Is there anything I could do to tempt you? I mean today is honestly the last day for me to order tickets and get a hotel set up and everything. We can't stay with my family together because well...I'm going to do naughty things to you and I don't want to get caught." He sucked in his bottom lip and Jet felt herself get warm. His shirt was hanging open and his cock was so close.
"What if I tempt you to stop asking me?" She smiled up at him and her hands slid up his thighs; her thumbs caressing over the seam of his pants and feeling where he was already getting a little excited just from her touch. She continued her fingers, playing them over his lower abdomen as she stared into his face.
"I'm sorry to keep asking. It's just, well it's a little frustrating, and I don't know when I'll be going home again. I mean it aligned with the show being on a break and that never happens." Her fingers undid the button on his pants and then slid his zipper down slowly. "and...I..."
"You what Rhett?" She questioned as she planted a few kisses just above his underwear, letting her fingers slide over his now very interested cock.
"I've been super patient and...oh Jet..." Her hands worked to slide his pants down off his hips a little and then pressed his underwear down as her tongue played across his lower abdomen. "and...I'm good with it all, but...this...hoh..." He let out a heavy sigh as she produced his cock and gave it a stroke. His eyes closed for a moment and then with a shuddering breath he looked down at her once more. "This was something unexpected and I...God I like to see you lick my cock." He moaned.
"I know you do, and I like to lick, and kiss, and suck..." She echoed each word with an action and Rhett's breath caught in his chest. "your cock just as much."
"You know I only have a few minutes..."
"Mmmhmmm." She mumbled out the words as she took him into her mouth and her hands started working. One grabbed onto his ass even as the other slid over his sack.
"You're avoiding the subject with sex again, you know that?" He forced the words out and she almost heard pain in his voice as she slid him as far down as she could before pulling back to speak again.
"It's not really sex; I mean I was just thinking you would fuck my mouth like you did a while ago." She gave him a pouting face and saw the shiver through him once more. Jet loved having the power to make him do that with just words. Rhett had this soft shudder that she could bring out with the right phrase, and it made her pussy pulse for him.
"God baby...you're killing me." He said the words and then stepped his knees up onto the couch, kneeling around her as he looked down, mouth open and eyebrows furrowed.
"Come on, make me gag." She said it and gave him a stroke before sliding her tongue down his cock as her mouth opened around him.
"Touch yourself and I'll think about it." His voice grew deeper, and Jet let her hands drop, working her skirt up and sliding her underwear to the side. Her fingers slid over her wet sex as she slid further onto him.
