How Could She? (Book 2.0) - INTERSEX

Chapter Twenty-One

Rayden

We pull up to the private landing strip and jump out of the car. Someone takes the keys to the rental from Dad and gets into the vehicle, while the other takes our suitcases and stows them for us. I look at the huge jet in front of us, and my jaw falls open.

Camden comes next to me, putting his arm around my shoulder and laughing at me. "First time seeing one of these?"

I nod with my mouth still hanging open. "You'll get used to it," he says, walking to the aircraft. Dad and Roger follow behind him. I stand there for a second, taking in the beauty.

Arms wrap around my waist, and I jump but quickly relax when I look down and see a set of familiar wedding rings. She nuzzles her nose into the nape of my neck and takes in my scent. "Mmmm, I missed you."

I smile at her soothing voice and turn to face her. My eyes grow at her beauty. Her hair is longer and shinier... it's as if she's glowing. My eyes scan her body in admiration. She's wearing a burgundy sleeveless V-neck dress that stops just above her knees and tightly wraps her hips.

I can't help but run my palm across her hips, grabbing them and pulling her closer to me. My lips meet hers, and our tongues roam in a heated kiss. "I'm glad they let you come to get us."

She chuckles, and leans her forehead against mine, "Let's get on the jet." Our fingers interlock, and she leads me onto the aircraft.

"Wow!" If I thought the outside was marvelous, it was nothing compared to the inside. From the moment I step on, my loafers slide across glossy marble stonework. The rich beige leather seats line on either side facing each other with custom wood veneer along the walls and tables.

To my left was the cockpit, and to the back of the plane is a small hallway and a door that closes off what I assume is another room. I arch my eyebrow at Liv, and she smirks, grabbing my hand and walking past our family.

Roger throws his hands up. "Olivia, sweetie, are you not going to say hi to your father that you haven't seen in, oh I don't know, like 5 years?"

I chuckle because she saw them when she came back but she spent most of that short amount of time with me. She continues walking past, pulling me to the back. "Hi dad, bye dad. Sorry I have some important matters to attend to with my wife."

I look back at Roger shrugging and smiling while being dragged along. He rolls his eyes, and my brother and Dad laugh at him. We make it to the backroom, and there is a massive bed to the right. The door slides shut behind me as she locks it and turns to me.

She slowly walks to me, closing the space between us. Her hands find the belt buckle on my pants, and she starts undoing it. I look at her with an amused smile on my face then at the door, nervous about making too much noise.

"What are you doing..." I begin to ask her, but she cuts me off with her finger to my lips.

"Shhhh," she says, pulling my zipper down and pushing my pants and boxers off at the same time. "Just make love to me." She pecked my lips, and I was about to say something when she shook her head. "I don't want to talk right now Ray; I just want to enjoy my wife again." I feel like she's trying to avoid talking about something, but I haven't seen her in a month and a half so, I won't pressure her to talk now.

I nod before grabbing the back of her neck, bringing my lips into hers. I kick my shoes and pants off while she pulls off my shirt. My hands find the bottom of her dress, pulling it over her head. I pull back from the kiss, noticing she has nothing under. Heat rises to my cheeks, seeing her golden skin grow goosebumps from the cold air.

I attach my lips to hers again, letting my tongue explore every inch of her mouth. I trail kisses down the side of her face to her neck. Kissing and nibbling on her sweet spot. My hands find her ass and pull her onto me. She wraps her legs around my hips, moaning at the feeling of my dick print grazing against her core. I smile at her breast bouncing in my face and take her hard nipple in my mouth.

As I tug on the raised buds, her head falls forward onto my neck. I feel wet kisses being left on my collarbone, and I let out a moan as my shaft grows even more in between us. I toss her out of my arms and onto the bed, and she laughs, moving backwards and pulling her knees up before spreading her legs for me. I bit my bottom lip at the access she is giving me and crawled across the bed to take her glossy center.

My tongue runs through her moist slit and her sweet taste causes an ache between my legs. I push her knees further apart, taking her clit into my mouth and rolling my tongue against it. The pressure causes her to grip the sheets and let out a breathtaking moan. I leave her humid core, kissing up her stomach past her breast and to her lips. She grabs my neck, pulling my mouth to hers. As I slowly enter into her, she moans into my mouth, and I push my tongue deeper into her throat.

Connecting our hips over and over again, I stretch her walls. Her grip tightens around my neck as her other hand digs into my back. "Don't stop," she breathes out. I continue thrusting inside her, harder and faster. I watch the sweat drip from her face as I look into her honey brown doe eyes.

"Ahhh, yes baby." Her angelic voice and moans keep me in this relentless stroke as I feel my dick pulsing against her walls. She lifts her hips, syncing our movements, and with one last thrust into her core, I come undone, releasing inside her. I fall on top of her as we both pant for air, and I slowly pull out of her wet center. I lay next to her, pulling her exhausted body on top of mine.

Wrapping my arms tightly around her, I kiss her forehead and relax into the bed. "This will never get old." I smile at her comment.

"Never," I agree.

We get dressed, and she checks herself in the mirror. I walk behind her and kiss the crease of her neck. "Mmmm, baby, don't get me started again," she moans.

"Sorry," I say, pulling back from her and walking her out of the room.

"It's about time!" Cam shouts, and our dads turn around, watching us approach.

"Had fun...? Sounded like it from all that damn yelling." Olivia gets embarrassed from her dad's comment turning beet red.

I sit, and she takes the seat next to me. My hand finds her thigh rubbing the exposed skin and smiling at her. A throat is cleared, pulling us out of our gaze to the rest of the people in the room.

"Right," she says, drifting her gaze to her father. "Hi daddy," she says, getting up to hug him tightly. He kisses her head, and she relaxes into the hug.

I know she hasn't seen her parents in 5 years, so regardless of her putting up this front that it isn't affecting her as much, I know she missed them.

The hug lasted a minute, and we gave them time. "Anata ni aitakatta [I missed you]," she says.

"I missed you too, baby girl," Roger answers. She pulls back and collects herself before sitting back down and pulling my hand back onto her lap.

For the rest of the flight, she catches up with everyone. I watch her talk, and I can see that something is different when she speaks. She beats around the bush about her last mission and tenses up when they ask. I don't know what happened after she called me, but I know something has changed in her demeanor.