“About moving to Houston. That’s still where you want to go, right?”
Rafael’s expression never changed, but my words caught him off guard.
“It’s less than a three hour flight to see your family,” he finally said.
“Vacation is over.”
“Why now?”
“It’s time.”
Rafael nodded. “We can get a little place in Ellsberg. That way we can visit a lot without the sword of pleasure going without. Unless your parents want to change their rule about married children playing in their house.”
“No, my parents wouldn’t appreciate your sword’s constant needs.”
“Tell me about it,” he said, glancing at where his cock thickened. “If I need to take care of it without you, I’ll manage. Especially if you’re willing to moan and wiggle for visual effect.”
Grinning, I crawled off the bed. Rafael’s disappointed expression was hilarious. I wasn’t leaving though, but turning around. Resting on my stomach, I studied his sword.
“Are you patient enough to let me learn?” I asked, licking the head of his cock. Grinning when it twitched at my touch, I glanced at him. “With Playboy, he just jammed it down my throat. I’m not doing that.”
Rafael’s expression barely shifted, yet I felt his anger. Fingers tracing my jaw, he struggled with his temper.
“You said you’d train me,” I said, arching an eyebrow.
“Let me see your technique.”
Grinning, I gently held the base of his already hard cock. My tongue danced around the head. At first, I lacked coordination and felt stupid, yet his soft exhales encouraged me to keep going. Finding a rhythm between my stroking hand and sucking lips, I shivered at how Rafael caressed my hair. Even with his hunger and the lingering anger at my mention of Playboy, he was so tender. Careful like a man who never suffered from any control issues. With me, he was perfection.
Once I sucked him dry, Rafael offered to repay me. I was tired in a wonderful kind of way. I’d never felt so grown up as when we rested together in the warm RV bedroom. The time had come to build something new with the man I loved.
Nostalgia hit me the next day. Without them knowing, I was saying goodbye to my friends and little sister. In the evening, we sat by the fire and talked about random things. Kirk told stories about when his kids were young. Mostly, he enjoyed regaling about their stupidity. Sawyer laughed the loudest, often pointing at Bailey who held her middle fingers permanently up. The sisters finally settled down and roasted marshmallows. Nick seemed especially interested in this activity, making me wonder if this was his first time around the campfire.
“I can imagine us still doing this in ten years. Hell, twenty years,” Cooper said with Lily asleep against his chest.
Vaughn wrapped an arm around Raven. “We’ll need a giant RV for all the kids we’re planning.”
“Sure,” Maddy said. “You think that now before the baby is born and you’re up all night changing diapers. Let’s see what you say after this first one gets colic.”
Smiling, Vaughn sighed. “Not going to stop us. We’ve made a pact to increase the number of hot people in the world by breeding a lot.”
Bailey looked up from where she was resting her head on Nick’s thigh. “What if your kid is ugly? Like it has all your worst features instead of your best ones. When I smash your two faces together in my head, I’m not seeing beauty queen. Just saying.”
“I bet you a million dollars our kids are better looking than yours,” Raven growled, looking overheated and bloated.
“It’s on!”
Nick shook his head. “I’m not covering that wager. Besides, who would be impartial enough to judge?”
“Winnie will do it,” Bailey decided.
“No, not even if I got a percentage of the payout.”
Bailey rolled her eyes. Before she chimed in again, Cooper cleared his throat.
“They have some really pimped out RVs. Even nicer than Pop’s,” he said, grinning at his dad who sat next to Jodi with Sawyer on his lap. “Comfortable for long trips since driving a few hours and staying in Kentucky isn’t my idea of a real road trip.”
Bailey wrapped Nick in her arms. “Grand Canyon should be next year. You need to see it.”
“Canada is nice too,” Kirk said. “Hiking, fishing, lots of things to see and do. People are pretty nice. Do you kids remember when we went to the farm where they made syrup? You all got so hyper from the candy the woman gave you that you didn’t sleep for a day.”