I sat on the plane unable to get Anne off my mind. I knew this weekend was strictly for Adam and me, but our busty blonde was invading my thoughts. I tried to think of other things, like say the fact that I was a mile in the air, but I just couldn't. But that realization hit me rather suddenly, and I clenched the arm rest with all I had. I hated flying, absolutely hated it. I didn't like the idea of being so far up in the air and not having any control over what was going to happen next. It just wasn't a position I liked to be in.
A long sigh escaped my mouth as I relaxed my grip on the armrests. A nervous smile plastered across my face as I made eye contact with the person next to me, embarrassment filled me. It must be so obvious that I was scared out of my mind. They returned my smile much to my surprise, and just went about their business. I couldn't wait to get off this plane. With another deep sigh, I leaned back against the seat. My head fell to my left side and I looked out the window to the landscape beneath me. Everything was so small and insignificant from up here. I quickly shut the window as apprehension flooded me.
"Think happy thoughts, Rachel." I thought.
All I could think of was the last couple days I had spent with Anne a month ago, and my biggest fantasy. A genuine smile erupted across my lips as I remembered the former. Long story short, Anne had gotten a little creative with a bottle of champagne, some toys and other things. The thought brought a rush of heat through my body. I squirmed in my seat and an involuntary moan escaped me. My eyes clenched shut, and at that point I was almost positive my neighbor probably thought I was a little insane. It didn't mean anything to me, though. I was just trying to get through this flight, then I'd be relaxing on the beach for the weekend with my sexy second lover. I let the thought continue in my head, and then I switched gears as that memory came to a very sad end. I moved my left hand from the arm rest to my knee, and moved it slowly up my leg. I let it trail up under the blanket that was spread across me. I had always wanted to be a member of the mile high club.
I closed my eyes and rested my hand in between my thighs outside of my clothes and let my mind wonder. If Adam was sitting next to me, I'm sure his hand would be under this blanket doing other things. And that was a hundred percent guarantee. I wished he was here with me, but his flight was coming from LA. He was probably already in Miami waiting on me by now. But nevertheless, I kept my eyes closed and imagined what it would be like to have him sitting next to me instead of this over weight judgmental asshole. I imagined his hand sliding up my thighs, teasing me a bit before coming up to the top of my pants, and finally taking that plunge.
I squashed the thought before it went any further in public, and plugged my earphones into the XM jack. Nothing like a little music to get me through this flight. Eventually I fell asleep, and didn't wake up until I heard the flight attendants making an all call for everyone to put their seat belts on. So I was finally in Miami, finally about to see the man that had been gone for almost four months. The reunion promised to be something amazing. As soon as the flight was securely on the ground, I exited the plane. Excitement bubbled through me, and not necessarily the sexual kind. I felt like a little kid at a theme park, the feeling was in the pit of my stomach and it was bursting to get out.
Adam would be waiting on me at baggage claim, the only thing I had to do was find my way there. It sounded simple enough, but I wasn't very good with directions. Eventually I got there, and my lover was waiting on me at the escalator as he promised. I smiled broadly as I saw his face, and he walked around the crowd to get to me. He pulled me against him as I stepped off the escalator. His arms felt so good around me, it was a feeling I really couldn't describe. I returned his hug and released him, putting him an arms length away from me.
"Dammit, Adam. It's been way too long," I kept the smile on my face. The butterflies in my stomach made their way up to my throat.
"I know, Rachel." He pulled me back against him, securing his arm across my back. He walked with me to the appropriate baggage carousel, and we got my luggage.
"What have you been up to, Adam?" I asked. I felt his grip tighten on my waist.
"Just the normal thing." His tone was tight, and I wondered what was wrong with him.
"What's wrong with you?" I couldn't resist the urge to ask.
"Nothing, I'm just tired." his head dropped as we pushed our way through the crowd that had gathered around us.
That was the one thing that always frustrated me. I couldn't go anywhere with Adam without it being a public thing. It was only slightly easier with Anne simply because she wasn't as widely known as Adam. I happily did it though. I was more than thrilled to be here with him. He pulled me out of the airport in a hurry. There was a car waiting on us and we hopped in quickly to avoid the cameras. Adam slumped back against the seat and let his breath out.
"Sometimes I hate that." He reached over and grabbed my hand. I returned the gesture and relaxed as I felt his thumb tracing circles on the back of my hand.
"I know, but at least you've got me here now," I said. Adam smiled back at me and the car started moving.
"True," He leaned forward and kissed me gently. I sank into him and his arm wrapped around my back once more. God, this felt amazing. He pushed his tongue into my mouth and began to explore me, I let him. And true to Adam's form, he pulled back just when I started to really get into it. A wide smile was plastered across his face.
"Can't have you getting all turned on in the car, now can we?"
I glared at him and moved back to where I was. I kept his hand in mine but kept up the pissy act, hopefully he knew I was just kidding. The driver looked back at us skeptically. He probably thought Adam was cheating on Anne right about now. I didn't know how I felt about that, because I knew he wasn't, but this guy had absolutely no idea about our arrangement. I squeezed Adam's hand and leaned against him.
"Where are we staying?" I looked up and was relieved to see him smiling down at me.
"Somewhere nice," he teased. "Just sit back and enjoy the ride, we'll be there soon."
I laid my head on his shoulder and did as he said. I couldn't think of anymore conversation. The flight had taken a lot out of me and all I wanted right now was a nice long nap. The ride started to get lengthy, and I felt myself nodding off to sleep and didn't stop it. I felt Adam wrap his arm around me again and pull me against him before I fell asleep.
I woke up a few hours later on a bed so soft I couldn't even begin to make myself get up. I heard Adam's soft breathing next to me and a quick look confirmed that he was asleep. He was behind me with his arm around me, his hand resting on my stomach. I turned to face him. Slowly I brought my hand to his face and drug my thumb down his cheek. He didn't move, so I just kept doing it. Adam stirred a little and I stopped. Waking him up was the last thing I wanted to do; when I first saw him it looked like he hadn't slept in days. I wrapped my arm around his waist and pulled myself against his chest. Now this position seems comfortable in theory, in reality I just couldn't breathe. I was locked in it now, though because Adam had tightened his grip around me and I couldn't move. He nuzzled his face into my hair and I just relaxed and accepted the fact that I was going to be a little uncomfortable at least until he woke up. Thankfully it wasn't long before he woke up. I had dozed off again and a sudden movement from him jolted me from my half sleep.
"It's about time." I joked and kissed him. He smiled against my lips.
"Because you're the one who should be talking." Adam rolled over and stretched. I noticed that he was naked then. How did I not notice that earlier? The answer would forever be a mystery. I placed my hand on his chest and pulled myself on top of him. It was a completely platonic move, but he responded to it. I leaned forward and kissed him gently.
"Not yet Adam, I'm still half asleep."
Adam sighed deeply and nodded. "But why, Rach? I know you want me."
"Because I'm starving." His smile turned into an amused smirk. "What?" I questioned.
"Isn't being hungry my job?" He grabbed my waist and pulled himself up on the bed. He was pressed against my ass and I was instantly turned on. His smirk deepened as he felt me respond to him "You want me now?"
I collected myself, "Not yet."
I was aware that the only reason I was able to resist him was because I wasn't naked. I lifted myself off of him in a hurry. "I'm going to eat first."
Just to tease him a little, I let my hand wonder down below as I moved off him. He grunted as I slid my hand up the length of him. His legs tensed in anticipation for what I might do next. I smiled widely as I stepped off the bed.
"I'll be back in a minute."
Adam's legs fell back onto the bed and a noise of protest escaped his throat, "Rae, I'm hard now, please if you do this now I'll take you somewhere nice." The look on his face almost convinced me, but I was going to hold to my statement.
"I'm hungry now, Adam. It'll take me twenty minutes tops to eat. Just occupy yourself or come eat with me." I was aware that my word choice was rather poor.
"I'll stay here and wait," He wrapped his hand around his dick to emphasize his point. "I have to take care of this."
"Whatever you want," I flashed a smile at him over my shoulder, "You might get a good treat downstairs.." I let the thought trail off as I walked out the door.
"I know I'll get a treat in here!" He called after me as I started down the stairs. I smiled to myself and made my way into the kitchen.
To my delight, the refrigerator was fully stocked and I decided to make an actual meal. It'd be a while before I could do anything with Adam anyways. I heard him making time with himself from down here, it sounded like he was having one hell of a time. I planted my feet firmly on the kitchen floor and tried not to think about how turned on I was. I tried to focus on the hamburger frying in front of me, but all the noise(overexaggerated noise, I might add) coming from the bedroom was more than a little distracting. I wanted to forget that I was hungry as fuck and just go upstairs and do what I had been waiting to do. I couldn't give into that though. Adam would hold it against me later, and that wasn't a position I wanted to be in. I shook the feeling out of me and turned my focus back to the meal. I wanted to eat and as soon as Adam was finished, he would come down and join me for dinner. I just had to get it cooked as soon as I could or he would be one hell of a pissy man in the next hour or so.
I let myself daydream a little as I cooked. It was all a part of a routine for me now, I cooked when I could and it was normally the same meal. Something with hamburger and pasta of some sort, I tried to switch it up as much as I could. I was delighted when I found the box of hamburger helper in the cabinet, it was like Adam had this place stocked according to what was in my cabinets back in New York. I had just added the noodles into the mixture when I felt Adam's arms wrap around me. His naked body pressed up against the length of me, and he laid a kiss on my cheek.
