Rhett in Love (Rhett 2)

“So, there’s something you should know.” I paused as his eyes become alert.

“Uh huh and that is?”

“So, maybe Holden tried to kiss me and maybe he thinks he wants to date me.”

“What?” He glared at me. “When you say he tried to kiss you, what exactly did he do?”

“His lips lightly pressed against mine.” I whispered.

“You kissed him?” Rhett jumped off of the couch at the same moment that Tomas came back into the room.

“Uh, is this a bad time?” He cracked a joke and we both glared at him.

“I didn’t kiss him.” I jumped up. “He kissed me and I pulled away from him.”

“And you still went to meet up with him this morning? What the hell, Clemmie?”

“I didn’t go to meet up with him. He happened to be there at the same time.”

“Yeah right.”

“I didn’t kiss him back and I told him off.” I muttered. “It’s not like I’m into him.”

“He knows you have a boyfriend, why did he kiss you?” Rhett grumbled, still looking pissed.

“He said that he doesn’t think you’re good enough for me.” I said, my face turning red.

“Oh snap.” Tomas exclaimed and then headed to the door. “I think I’mma head out right now.”

“Yeah, that sounds like a good idea.” Rhett’s eyes never left mine. “Call me when you’re headed back.”

“Most probably tomorrow.” Tomas said and opened the door. “I’ll see you two lovers later.”

“So do you agree with him?” Rhett asked as soon as Tomas closed the door.

“Agree with who?” I said softly.

“Do you agree with butt face? Do you think I’m not good enough for you?”

“Are you joking Rhett Madison?” I took a deep breath. “If I agreed with him, would I still be here? Would I have told you?” I pressed my fingers into his chest. “You’re really annoying me, you know that right?”

“I’m annoying you?” He pushed a finger into my shoulder.

“Yes.” I stuck my tongue out at him.

“You’re annoying me.” He stepped towards me and leaned down. “And that tongue is mine.” He whispered before taking it into his mouth and sucking on it. His lips pressed down on mine and my hands reached for his hair as we kissed deeply and passionately. I felt his hands on my back running down to my hips and bringing me towards him. My breasts crushed against his chest and he groaned against my lips as his right hand moved up to the back of my head. I kissed him back eagerly and slipped my hands down the back of his boxer shorts and touched his tight ass. “Don’t play with fire, Clemmie.” He groaned and adjusted his position so that his hardness was pressed up against my stomach. “I want you so badly.”

“I know.” I laughed and touched his hardness tenderly. “Your body’s telling me that.”

“Your fingers are telling me that that makes you happy.” His hand grasped my fingers. “Can we make love or do you have something to do?” There was a hopeful look in his eyes and a thrill of excitement ran through me as I stared into his bright blue eyes.

“I think there’s something we could do that would be pretty exciting.”

“Oh yeah?” He leaned back and looked at me as his hand ran up to my breast. “What’s that?”

“Well, I was thinking we could go out and—”

“I don’t want to go out.” He looked disappointed.

“Listen to me, Rhett.” I grinned. “We can go out somewhere and you know.”

“No.” He shook his head. “What?”

“You know.” I blushed as I waited for him to get it. He was so slow sometimes.

“I know a lot of things, but I have no idea what you want us to go out and do, unless it’s me going over to Holden’s and giving him a piece of my mind.”

“Forget Holden. This is about us.” I squeezed his hardness again and he groaned.

“Clemmie...” He muttered as he played with my nipple.

“Rhett, I want to go out without any panties.”

“No panties?” He looked intrigued and then it hit him. “Oh, no panties.” His eyes lit up. “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”

“Yes.” I nodded shyly, unable to believe what I was agreeing to. “Let’s go and get it on outside of the house.”

“Yes!” He picked me up and swung me around the room, carrying me to the bedroom and dropping me on the bed and then collapsing next to me and kissing me all over.

“Rhett,” I pushed him off of me. “If you keep this up we won’t make it out of the house.”

“So where are we going?” He asked excitedly. “A restaurant? I’ve always wanted to have sex in a booth.”

“Are you joking?” I laughed. “How obvious would that be?”

“You’d just get on my lap and pretend to be whispering something to me.”

“That’s not going to happen.” I laughed. “There is no way that people would not suspect that we’re having sex.”

“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.