And Still | Rhea Ripley | Possessive and Smutty

Part 69 - My Second Girlfriend

I woke up to something soft against my shoulder.

Waking myself up properly, I was a little surprised to see a completely naked Rhea Ripley hovering over my body, putting gentle kisses on my shoulder.

I laugh automatically, tiredness in the laugh. "Why are you naked?"

"You complaining?" Rhea asked, kissing up my collarbone.

I giggled, wrapping my arms lazily around her naked back. "Not complaining. Just wondering, what time is it?" I looked towards the window and the curtains were covering everything outside. It could be 3am or 11am, I had no idea. Considering our flight back was at 2, I'd hoped it was a healthy 8am or something.

"7:30." Rhea whispered back, kissing up my jaw. "I just couldn't wait."

"Wait for what?" I asked, humming at how good it felt. How good she felt pressing her lips around my ear. I could hear her breathing and it was so peaceful.

"I said I'd tell you how it's going to go down when you sit on my face, Angel." Rhea kissed my cheek. "I thought we can just do it... Since you're so desperate."

"What?" I tried to look at her face to see if she was serious. "But you said-"

"I know what I said." Rhea stopped kissing me to look between our bodies. Her naked body. "Im going to sit on yours."

Oh... god.

"Want my cum on your lips for breakfast, huh Flo?" Rhea whispered, licking over her front teeth.

I nodded. "Yeah." I was a little speechless. But... I was excited.

Who wouldn't be?

"Shuffle down, baby girl." Rhea whispered, sitting back, giving me room to move down towards the middle of the bed. "You stop me if you need anything, Flo." Rhea said with seriousness in her tone, looking down at me.

I was looking at her gorgeous body right now... distracted as ever.

"Yes." I nodded, looking at her face that was smiling at me.

"You listen to me and you-"

The door to our room began knocking.

Not knocking, absolutely banging. And a voice boomed through. "OPEN THE DOOR RIGHT NOW RHEA! WHAT THE FUCK! FLORENCE?!" It was Damien, banging on our door.

I sprang up, and Rhea rolled her eyes in anger. Quickly getting off the bed and putting some quick clothes on. "Wait here." She ordered me, going towards the door.

Like hell would I be waiting here...

I stumbled out of bed, and followed her to the door.

Rhea snapped it open and Damien was huffing angry. He looked between us. "You were sleeping?"

Rhea crossed her arms. "Not exactly. We were sleeping before." She said angrily, trying to pass the hint on. I covered my face a little, avoiding Damien's eyes.

Damien shook his head. "Look, what the fuck is going on? I've heard from 8 people today. 8! That Rhea is abusing you, Flo. Where the fuck has this come from? Everyone has heard it from someone, who heard it from someone else. The root of it is fucking gone. How aren't you worried about this?" Damien looked to Rhea.

She was stoic, just standing there. "I'm more angry." She replied. "I know it's not true. Flo does. You do. The people I care about most know it's not true. So, I'm not worried. But yeah, I'm more fucking pissed that people are talking about it. Confronting Flo about it, like fucking Grayson..."