Guilty Pleasure

Lovers

The french doors leading to the back of the mansion stood wide open to the outdoor terrace as people strolled in and out to enjoy the surroundings. It was ridiculously hot, as was usual for Dubai in May, but the air conditioners made the temperature somewhat more tolerable. Music was playing faintly in the background a classic tune appropriate to the festive atmosphere while tables abundant with food lined the terrace that was prettily decorated with white and gold and light pink.

The celebration of  her boyfriend's mother birthday party had always been an annual tradition for Jameel family and close friends as Rihanna learned while dating Hassan. The gorgeous front view making it a perfect location for watching fireworks. Over the years, the guest list had steadily grown in number to the hundreds. And now those hundreds of guests were all either milling about the outdoor terrace, gliding down the three steps that led to the sparkling pool and patio up ahead or strolling around the private golf field on the left.

Rihanna, dressed in simple, yellow, silk dress, that hugged her curves nicely and black high heels, stood casually just outside the terrace doorway. She nibbled on a cocktail shrimp, a smile pasted to her face while nodding at people she didn't know as they passed by her. It wasn't that she wasn't enjoying the party, it was that she was dying to get a certain someone into the garden. Right fucking now. And preferably alone. Of course, she had a plan. It was just as her mind had begun to conjure up all the naughty things she wanted to do to him in the gardens that she felt someone moving in closely behind her.

"Would it be rude for us to just disappear right now?" Aubrey's deep voice murmured into her ear.

Rihanna's smile broadened as she felt his warm body heat radiate up her back.

"Yes" she teased "It is Hassan's mother birthday party after all. But if you're patient we could probably sneak off for a little while"

Aubrey moved into her area of vision from behind. He was dressed in his version of casual – light grey trousers, their creases still iron-sharp, and a fitted, cerulean blue Polo shirt that hugged his muscular biceps well. Oh so well. Robyn licked her lips discreetly, checking to ensure there wasn't any cocktail sauce left on her lips and nearly chuckled at the darkening of Aubrey's chocolate colored eyes.

"You need to stop that right now if you don't want me to lose my patience and drag you off to the nearest empty room" he said quietly, his voice husky and reminiscent of their tryst in the restroom a few months earlier.

Grinning, Rihanna popped the rest of the shrimp into her mouth. Swallowing, she leaned slightly forward "Patience is a virtue, you know baby"

"Not right now" he grumbled.

It had been nearly two weeks since their last getaway before they could manage to get their schedules synched again for them to be in the same place at the same time without any suspicions and Aubrey's patience was wearing thin.

But this opportunity was absolutely perfect, they were staying at the same hotel and already made plans to spend the night together in his hotel room later that evening.

However, as the day wore on, it was turning out to be harder than they thought to keep their hands off each other. Twice, already, they'd found a secluded spot to indulge in a few hot kisses, but it had rapidly become apparent to them that these fleeting touches weren't going to be enough. Something had been changing in their relationship since the Valentines Day they spent together in Los Angeles, making them almost greedy for each other, but neither of them would admit to it yet.