Wild Ride | Rhea Ripley | Possessive, Fluffy and Smutty

41 | Last Kiss Ever

Zane: Did you have sex in my bed or something?

I stared at the message Zane just sent me, glancing to Rhea across my RV, and she saw me looking. "What?" She asked.

I looked back at the phone. He sent a follow up message.

Zane: Couldn't have at least straightened out the bedsheets Lo? I'm getting payback.

I cringed because now I was worried. I waved Rhea over and showed her the message, which she smiled about.

"You're not even worried." I tell her.

Rhea walked back to brushing her hair. "I mean, I didn't fix the bedsheets on purpose." she held her smile.

"Of course you didn't." I shake my head and write back.

Lauren: No idea what you're on about? 🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️

It was nearly midnight and we'd just gotten back and finished showering inside, then decided to spend the night out here in Stanley.

I put my phone aside as Rhea climbed beside me on the bed, looking so bloody sexy in her underwear. I admired down her body, and my eyes automatically settled on those scars I noticed once before. I wondered if I should bring it up, but Rhea surprised me.

She touched her inner thighs. "I was wondering how long it was gonna take you to see them." She said softly, weakly, like she didn't really wanna bring it up.

I looked in her eyes. Cleared my throat. "I noticed them a few days ago."

Rhea didn't know that but nodded. "I assume you know when I did it."

"After or during Drew?" I asked gently.

She shrugged. "Both." She wiped over her scars. "It was a really dark time for me, I'm sorry."

I grabbed her hand to hold. "I understand, Rhea. There's no need to try and justify it. I wish you didn't do it because you didn't deserve it. But I know and it's okay."

Rhea used a free hand to wipe at her eyes, smiling softly. "Thanks, Ren. Sometimes I really hate them. I got tattoos to try and cover them a little."

I looked at them. "And the tattoos are really pretty, but you didn't need to cover them up." I leaned in pressed a kiss on her cheek.

Rhea smiled at me.

I wanted more smiles.

So I moved over her, settling between her legs and beginning to kiss down her neck, and down her chest. Licking back up. Her whimpering and deep breathing made me want to go lower.

I started kissing down her stomach, getting to her lower stomach. Where her hands came and gripped my hair. "Lauren, you're killing me and I already fucked you earlier."

"Shhh." I whispered and opened her legs to put a gentle kiss on one of her scars.

She lent on her elbows to watch me show her this love.

I moved to the other one and kissed there, then I licked up her thigh and over multiple light scars. That made her eyes roll. "I'm so wet, baby." She admitted, mouth parted.

"Yeah?" I kept kissing her inner thighs, finding new marks and showing it the love it needed. "You wanna go again?"

"I could go all night." She replied weakly, voice so hoarse because of how passionately I was kissing her skin.

I smiled against her thigh. "It's really late and we have to get to raw tomorrow."

"Since when did you back down so easily huh?" She challenged.