The Trip (One shot short story)

The Trip

She anxiously looked out the window as the plane began its ascent, sighing softly as she said goodbye to all she's ever known. She looked down at her phone, a slight smile flashing across her face as she saw his face flash across the screen. Leaning back in her seat as the flight reached cruising altitude, she closed her eyes as she thought about what her life would be after she stepped off the plane in a few short hours. Would he accept what he saw when she arrived? Would he regret flying her there? Would he be disappointed that she isn't what he envisioned?

She shook her head to dismiss the worries, nothing could be done now; she laid her head back and tried to sleep and ignore the worries.

She awoke hours later as the plane began its descent, she sat up and nervously tried to fix the messy bun atop her head. Minutes go by and she is being ushered off the plane, her breathing quickened as she walked to the baggage claim, her feet felt like they were encased in cement as her anxiety rose. She looked up and saw the telltale colors of her pink and black suitcase as she reached for it with a shaky hand, she felt as if she could barely breathe as she walked off towards the exit. Her blue eyes nervously scanned the crowd, eventually settling on a sign held high over the crowd with her name in large letters, she couldn't help but smile. She slowly slipped down the stairs, her anxiety palpable in the air as his eyes locked with hers. She froze in place as he walked over to stand before her, she simply looked up into his eyes, searching his face for a reaction. A gasp escaped her lips as he placed his large hand on the side of her neck and pulled her in for a kiss; but not just any kiss, the type of kiss that goes on forever, that leaves you breathless and weak in the knees. Just when she felt like she couldn't take it anymore, he pulled away and gently took her suitcase in his hand.

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting to do that," he breathed, his forehead pressed to hers as he grabbed her hand, "and stop worrying, you look fine."

She blushed as he said that, as if he could read her mind. She shyly followed him out and into his truck, nervously waiting for him to indicate he was ready to go. She watched him climb up into the drivers seat after he placed her bag in the bed, she climbed into the passenger seat and nervously looked down at her phone. She looked up to see him offering her the AUX cord, she happily took it and plugged it into her phone. Soon the familiar tune of Learn to Let Go by Kesha began thumping through the speakers as she began belting out the lyrics flawlessly, letting her hair down and shaking it out as she happily danced in her seat along with the fast tempo of the song. She could feel his eyes on her and a slight blush crawled up onto her cheeks but she was too happy to care, too engrossed in her favorite album to pay attention for the rest of the ride.

She finally calmed down and looked over at him as they pulled up to a house, one she assumed belonged to him - now her home. She shouldered her bag as she slid out of her seat and followed him in after he retrieved her suitcase from the bed of the truck, as they walked in he set it down and sheepishly gestured to the interior of the home. She smiled and immediately relaxed as she was engulfed in his comforting scent, a smell she already had ingrained in her brain, her anxiety melting away.

"Welcome home baby," he said as he softly kissed her, the kisses rapidly becoming more feverish and needy.

The two clung to each other as if they were the air the other needed to breathe, they slowly began making their way down the hall to what she presumed would be their bedroom leaving a trail of clothing in their wake. He pinned her down as they reached the bed, finally parting the two stared at each other as they tried to catch their breath. She shyly bit her lip, her blue eyes shining up at him as a layer of goosebumps rose across her body while the cold air nipped at her skin. He slowly began trailing kisses down her neck, nipping at her collarbone as he trailed down to her heaving chest. She could feel him smirk against her skin, she roughly gripped his shoulders in an attempt to wipe that smug grin off his face. They locked eyes for a moment, she nodded almost invisibly and they both knew.

He roughly took her mouth in his once again, a hand firmly placed on the side of her neck as his fingers gently tangled and tugged at her hair. She moaned against his kiss, arching her back to press her chest to his, she mewed with need. He smirked against her lips once again and she growled into the kiss, roughly pressing her hips to his. She gripped his free hand and slowly slid it down to her damp panties, she whined softly in an attempt to plead with him. He groaned softly as he slid his hand in her panties and felt her wet core, gently sliding his finger along her clit he smirked as her breath hitched. She took his lip between her teeth and softly tugged as she slipped a hand in his boxers and grasped his thick member. She suddenly flipped the two so she was straddling his waist, her eyes scanning down his chest as his eyes did the same to her. She slowly kissed her way down his chest, playfully running her tongue along the outline of his rigid member, a grin playing on her lips as a frustrated groan escaped his lips. She suddenly gripped the waistband of his boxers between her teeth and pulled them down his legs, standing between them she swayed her hips seductively as she slid her panties down her hips and to the floor. She dropped to her knees and slowly dragged her tongue from base to tip, smiling as a groan of pleasure escaped him as she began to softly suck his tip. She gasped loudly as he snatched her up and pinned her beneath him once again, the tip of his member pressed up against her core. She bit her lips and looked into his eyes with need, he roughly nipped at her ear as he pressed into her, a low moan escaping her as she felt every inch of him slide into her. She squealed as he suddenly pulled all but the tip out before slamming back into her, he repeated this until he had her begging for more. He began roughly pounding into her, one hand on her hips, the other tangled in her hair gently pulling. She moaned louder and louder with each passing moment, her hands gripping anything they could find; his shoulders, the bedsheets, even her own breasts. She locked eyes with him before suddenly flipping them so she was on top, slowly sliding her tongue across his chest to lick the beads of sweat off as she continued to slowly ride him. He suddenly reached down to rub her clit as she began to speed up, they looked into each others eyes and knew. She leaned down to kiss him as he rolled them over and roughly pounded into her, she threw her head back in pleasure as she reached her high, he thrusted once more before filling her.

He pressed his forehead to hers and she looked up into his eyes, slowly dissolving into a fit of giggles.

'Well that was a hell of a welcome..." She giggled out.