IN THE LIMO
"I am sorry for being the cause of that attention."
I sigh and lean my head on his shoulder. The FBI can't ruin this moment, but I do wish for more privacy than the man watching will allow. Taking another sip of my martini, I close my eyes and enjoy the sensation of being close to Ray. After all these years, I can't believe this is real. Can my fantasy be happening or am I merely dreaming?
"Something tells me I would have earned my own attention before long."
His chest shakes with laughter and I smile for the sound of his laughter warms something inside me.. Ray turns my face towards him and the rest of the world disappears. Why are we here at this bar?
"Where can we be alone?" I ask.
"This man will follow anywhere we go." Ray nods at the FBI man before finishing his drink and signalling to the barkeep for another.
"Wait, don't get another drink." Removing the mobile from my jeans, I send a text to George to bring the limo to the front entrance. Ray tilts his head, not understanding, but pays the tab and lets me drag him by the hand towards the exit. The flow of tourists ushers us into the revolving doors and we emerge outside in each other's arms.
I see the limo stuck at the stop light on Las Vegas Boulevard and take the opportunity to hug myself against him. Lifting my chin, he kisses me, parting my lips with his tongue. I taste alcohol and remnants of cigar, yielding to his caresses. Over his shoulder I see the FBI man exit the casino. Sighing, I pull Ray still closer.
"I've waited so long for this moment. Can't that man leave us alone?"
Ray takes my face into his hands, dark brown eyes examining me. "The last time we were together, you were thirteen."
The limo pulls up to the curb and I squeeze his shoulder,
"I'm not thirteen anymore," I say, grabbing his hand and dragging him to where George waits for us.
I jump into the back seat and open the music player on my phone. Music is what we need for the ride. Ray joins me and squeezes tight to my side, his suit brushing against my jeans.
He takes me into his arms after George shuts the door and again his mouth finds mine. Kissing me with urgency, I feel his hands trying to lift my sweatshirt. Helping him lift it over my head, I unsnap my bra and throw it to the floor.
In a hurry of passion, he rips the jeans from my legs and tears my panties away. My hands find his waist and I smile at how hard he is for me. Pulling at his suit pants, I don't want to wait for him to undress. I straddle him and ease myself down, letting out a groan as it enters me. Gripping the handles on the seat, I use the leverage to impale myself and buck on to him with all the strength I possess.
His fingers find my nipples and pinch hard, making me scream. The sensations of pain and pleasure are too much and an orgasm hits me. It's a quick climax and I yearn for another, increasing the tempo of my thumping against his lap. At that moment I hear a song by Rihanna playing in the background and I orgasm again as the lyrics flutter in my brain.
...We found love in a hopeless place
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