Rhett in Love (Rhett #2)(13)
Author: J.S. Cooper

“How’s about in the movie theater?”

“No Rhett.”

“At the gym?”

“How are we going to have sex at the gym?” I rolled my eyes at him.

“Well, you can go on the—”

“Not happening Rhett.” I giggled. “I was thinking a restroom at the mall.

“What?” He made a face. “A restroom?”

“You know, one of those family restrooms.” I stroked his face. “We could rush in and then do it and sneak back out again.”

“Oh.” He stared at my lips. “That’s not exactly what I was thinking?”

“What were you thinking?”

“Something a bit sexier, a bit kinkier.”

“Rhett.” I groaned. “How kinky?”

“Well not public restroom kinky.” He laughed.

“I don’t know. I don’t want anyone to see us.”

“Isn’t that part of the fun?”

“You think people watching us would be fun?” My jaw dropped. Did Rhett have a thing for people watching him have sex? How had I never realized that before?

“No silly.” He ran his hand up the side of my thigh. “The thrill is the possibility of getting caught. Getting caught itself is not fun, trust me.”

“You’ve been caught before?” I asked softly, my heart pounding.

“No, but Tomas has.” He grinned. “And let’s just say his grandma and her friends weren’t impressed.”

“His grandma and her friends?” My eyes widened. Had Tomas slept with one of his grandma’s friends?

“Yeah, he went to visit her at her retirement home and hooked up with one of the nurses.” He laughed. “He wasn’t invited back, I can tell you that.”

“Tomas is such a dog.” I shook my head. “I can’t believe some of the stories you tell me about him.”

“He hooked up with Penelope.” Rhett said hesitantly and I knew he was scared that he’d get into trouble for bringing her up.

“No way, what?” I gasped, unable to believe my ears. Penelope had been one of my best friends until recently. Our friendship had faded after I’d found out she’d tried to sleep with Rhett. I could have forgiven her for that fact as she’d attempted to have sex with him before I’d been dating him, but even after she realized we had feelings for each other, she tried to manipulate the both of us and I couldn’t forgive her for that.

“Yup. She’s such a ho.”

“Rhett, that’s not nice.” I shook my head and frowned. “Why is she the ho? Why isn’t Tomas a ho?”

“They’re both hoes.” His fingers slipped under my shirt and made their way up to my bra.

“Then do you think you’re a ho as well?”

“I’m a one woman man now, Clemmie. I’m no ho.”

“Why are we talking about ho’s?” I moaned as he unclasped my bra.

“I have no idea. There are other things I’d rather be doing.” He leaned down and kissed my stomach. “You taste like peaches.” He licked up to my breasts and pulled my top up.

“Rhett.” I moaned. “Be quiet.” I grabbed his head and pulled him down to kiss me.

“Wait, no.” He paused a mere inch away from my lips.

“What?” I groaned, wanting to feel him against me. My body was crying out for his touch. It was like he was made for me and me for him. When we made love, I felt as if my whole body were on fire. There was nothing that connected us more than the physical act of sex and I couldn’t quite get over how amazing it felt.

“What about the park?” He whispered before nibbling on my left nipple.

“The park?” I squirmed on the bed, wishing I hadn’t brought up the public sex idea. It had been a spur of the moment thought and now it seemed that Rhett didn’t want to let it go.

“Not a bench or anything.” He laughed. “We’ll take a picnic and then we’ll take a nap together.”

“A nap?” I was confused.

“Well, we will pretend we’re napping.” He grinned and then winked at me. “Capisce?”

“I think so.” I could feel myself getting excited. “You think it will work?”

“I know so.” I could see he was excited as well. “Come on, let’s go.”

“Wait, I have to change my shorts to a skirt.” I giggled as I tried to do my bra up again.

“No, no, take that off as well.” He laughed. “No bra and no panties.”

“Rhett.” I groaned. “You’re a pervert and you’re corrupting me.”

“Don’t you like being corrupted?”

“No.” I laughed as I pulled my top off and then took my bra completely off. I could see Rhett’s eyes narrow as he stared at my naked breasts. I stared at the throb in his throat and smiled sweetly. “What are you thinking?” I asked softly as I walked to the closet and looked for another top slowly.

“I’m thinking we might not make the park.” He walked up behind me and kissed my shoulders as his hands circled my waist and then reached up to cup and squeeze my breasts. “God, but I love you Clementine.” He groaned in my ear as he pinched my nipples, his erection pressed into my ass. “Only you can make me feel like this.” I closed my eyes as he fondled my breasts and kissed my hair. “I love the smell of you. I love the touch of you. I love the taste of you.” He whispered into my ear as he kissed it. “Let’s never argue again. Let’s only be together, happy and carefree.”

“Life doesn’t always go like that.” I moaned as his fingers touched me more aggressively.

“We’ll beat life at its’ own game, my love.” His right hand slid down between my legs. “Now let’s go have some fun in the park.”

Chapter Five

Rhett

We were back in George Square when the rain gave way.

There’s something in how the spring comes so suddenly.

And the dress she wore was yellow.

And the rain was in her hair.

How bad I wanted to tell her that I would always be there.

“George Square” by David Berkeley- Some Kind of Cure

“But we don’t actually have a picnic.” Clementine looked around nervously as we placed the sheet on the ground.

“We have a picnic basket that looks like we had a picnic and an old wine bottle.”