Chapter 19

Emmie woke early, refreshed. She moved quietly around the room. She brewed a steaming pot of rich aromatic coffee and called down to the kitchen ordering a light breakfast for herself and for Richie, whenever he rolled his hung over butt out of bed.  She dug through her suitcase pulling out her journal and a pen. After pouring a cup of coffee for herself, she waited a few minutes longer for the light rap on the door. Bringing the room service breakfast in and settling it on the table she took herself a bagel and some creme cheese. Somehow she managed to juggle everything in her hands and curled up on the couch nibbling, sipping and writing.


The paint shooting through his head grew stronger as he slowly opened his bloodshot eyes and groaned “Why do I do this ? “ He reached for Em only to find an cold empty spot next to him , pushing up on his arms, he peeked around the bedroom , with no sign of her , he reluctantly swung his legs off the bed , they felt like lead and his head pounded .

He trudged out of the bedroom , glanced around til he spotted his lil lady then walked over plopping down beside her , throwing his head back against the sofa , his eyes clinched tightly trying to will the pain to go away.

Emmie quickly shut her journal, setting it aside. “Mornin sleepy head. “ she reached out and touseled his already messy hair.

“What time is it ? “ He asked in a very quiet voice “Don’t do that too rough , it hurts “

Emmie smirked, “Eleven” she said before getting up to pour him a cup of coffee. She walked back over and handed it to him with the simple order. “Drink it”

He took the cup of brew , slowly lifted his head “ Yes ma’am , aren’t we late  for Bus Call ? ‘ he asked confusedly while taking a sip.

She gave him a puzzled look. “No todays and off day, we leave tonight, show again tommorrow.”

“That’s right “ He chuckled ‘You’ll see after a while , you won’t even know where you’re at “

Emmie nodded “You might not be so confused if you didn’t drink so much.” She said softly. Laying a hand gently on his thigh to soften the sting of her words. She knew she shouldn’t say anything but she just couldn’t help herself. He looked so tired this morning, so miserable! The normal mischievous twinkle she loved so much was gone from his eyes.

Richie winced at her tone , almost sounding like his mother talking , he paused before responding reminding himself she was new to this life , he had to show patience “Darlin’ its not the drinking that does it, you will see even without drinks the days , nights , weeks start to run together . “ He would hope she would understand what he meant, he didn’t have  problem with alcohol , Did He ?

She felt his defenses go up, even though his tone remained calm. She felt it in the tenseness of his thigh beneath her hand.”I... I know... I’m sorry.” She tripped over her words. “I just mean, it can’t help much.” She clamped her lips together. Shoot that sounds nagging too that’s not what I want!

Frown lines creased her normally smooth forehead. “What I mean is, it’s got to be even MORE confusing than normal when you wake up feeling like......well,” she paused, profanity still didn’t come easily to her. “Like shit.”  With an almost pained sigh she reached out to stroke his cheek then leaned over and dropped a feather-light kiss where her fingers had just been.

Richie sucked in then let out a deep breath “ I know , I’m sorry warned you I was a bit of a grump in the mornin’ after “ he reached for her hand on his thigh bringing it up to his lips , gently kissing the back of her hand.  “Maybe a good shower will do me good ? Huh? “ he asked “Care to join me ? “ the naughty twinkle was back flashing in his chocolate brown eyes .

Emmie’s eyebrow raised “Join you?”  A slow sexy smile spread over her face as she thought of the possibilities. It seemed a bit wicked. Thought they’d been lovers now for awhile, he’d not introduced her to much  more than slow sensual lovemaking though he had hinted at other things he’d like to teach her. Catching the devilish glint in his eyes she almost purred “You have my attention...”

With a grin, he stood up , reached for her hand and sauntered to the bathroom , Once in there he bent down to turn the water knobs on, checking the temperature  then flicked the shower button to on  .

He then slid out of his shorts , then proceeded to slowly remove her shirt and shorts as well, while taking a moment to nibble behind her ear to her neck.. Stepping into the shower , he held his hand out to help her, The warm beads of water pouring over the both of them.

Emmie chewed her bottom lip as she always did when she was nervous. She looked him up and down slowly. The water beaded over his skin and ran in little rivulets over his shoulders and chest. She reached up and slicked her hands slowly over him stepping closer, her mouth even with his delectable nipples, her tongue darted out, laving up the warm water as her mouth took the tiny nub and rolled it gently.

Richie growled  his legs wobbled from the electricity shooting through just from the mere  touch of her tongue grasping the wall to steady himself then , brought her mouth to meet his , he captured hers with such intensity it almost scared him,  His hands slid down her back pressing her closer into his erection , he rubbed against her nub with a slow and very deliberate pace.

She whimpered in surprise, his lips were so much more demanding this time, his hands less gentle, and though it made her heart skip a beat in panic, she loved it. Her hands traced their way down to his hips and she let them glide over his ass. She squeezed, ever so gently and moaned his name.

His growls becoming more prevalent as his need for her grew , He reached for her hands on him then backed her up to the shower wall, turning her , parting her legs , he entered her with a quick hard thrust , his hand sliding around her waist to keep her from slipping . His thrusts weren’t as gentle as the countless times before , he needed her , wanted her and the darkness in him came out in each and every one of his thrusts .

She gasped in delight, pleasure hotter than the hottest bowels of hell scorched her from the inside out. She was lost in him, clinging to the solid warm, moist flesh as the world around her dissolved. There was nothing only him and the wicked yet wonderful things he was doing to her body.

His grasp grew tighter , as he was reaching his peak,  he leaned forward to whisper in her ear

“You like this baby? Tell Richie what you want.“ Slowing his thrusts then picked them up in a mere few seconds , teasing her , torturing her .  Deep in his mind he thought maybe it had been to soon to show her this side of him , but from the reaction he received in return , brought a smile to his face .

Emmie responded to his command, voicing her need for him, saying deliciously naughty things that even she didn’t know she had the nerve to say. Her nails bit into his flesh as he took her up and over again and again. Her ragged breathing almost a sob of sensation with each thrust.

As soon as Emmie voiced her answer , Richie plunged harder , faster in to her swollen nub , his one hand reaching between her legs , to rub the sensitive spot, he was so close to his peak he needed her there too ,  He soon felt her muscles clinch tightly around him, causing his own climax to kick into gear,  He dipped down biting into her neck as both rode out their orgasms together .

It was a long, long time before Emmie became aware of the things around her: the water now running almost cold, the way the skin of her fingers were pruned. She couldn't even stand on her own. Her legs shook and felt like jello. An overwhelming wave of emotion overtook her. She held onto him tightly, eyes shut, breathing still ragged. She never wanted to let go.

Richie held her for a moment , trying to regain his own bearings , before turning them both facing the shower knobs , while still holding her , he reached down to turn off  slid open the curtain then reached for a couple towels one for which he wrapped her in and another for him . He stepped out of the shower , then helped her out , lifting her up and carried her to the bedroom . “I think we could use a nap don’t you “ He winked as he lied her down gently on the bed.

She simply nodded, not trusting her own voice at the moment. She snuggled herself securely against him and closed her eyes.

Richie wrapped his arm around her , his eyes closing shut  “Sweet Dreams Em darlin’ “ Yes this girl was more than just a fling, she was special -- Yes he could see it now his last thought before sleep over took him