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Rick’s tough exterior was a poor facade over the man I fell in love with. Rick was kind, dutiful, and loving to his family. He chose the girls and me. I knew we were also both homesick and feeling a little awkward, but he was always sweet to me.
The mundane things we missed when separated at the palace began to make me feel differently about him, too. I had never considered what it might be like to brush my teeth next to someone or share space at the bathroom vanity.
I feared letting my guard down to let him see me completely without makeup so much that I had continually applied it for the first four days of this trip. That became unsustainable. His adoration didn’t shift. He never commented on it. He said I was beautiful. If he noticed, he didn’t complain.
There were other things. I lost the battle of the side of the bed, but he was insistent moving to that side hurt his back. So, I gave him that win. We cuddled like normal people. We watched television together. We ate dinner—alone like any couple. All the things we missed out on these long months before were nowours. It was precious.
“I still feel bad about it,” Rick groaned.
We were in bed watching television.
He continued, “I promise you I will see the masseuse tomorrow again and hopefully it will help.”
“It’s okay, really. I am grateful we get to take a moment to be together. It feels special. I’m savouring it.”
Rick looked surprised.
“What? You don’t enjoy all this peace and quiet? We’re finally getting to know one another like a normal couple. I relish this, Rick,” I said.
He smiled and leaned to kiss me. I melted. God, it was always so good. What couldn’t he manage to do to me?
“I wish I could do more than that,” he said.
“Me, too,” I laughed. “I want to do everything. And I still feel badly since I got off twice, you only once and… well, I feel guilty.”
“Hey, don’t,” Rick said. “We can make up for it.”
I thought about it for a moment. I wanted a lot more than this. I knew he couldn’t do much at all, but I also wanted to repay him for the amazing orgasm he gave me so freely with this tongue. How could anyonedosuch a thing?
I ran my hand under the covers, down to the top of his joggers.
“Lex, don’t start what you can’t finish.”
“Who says I can’t finish?” I asked. “Why don’t I repay your good deed?”
“What do you mean?”
“Why do you look so nervous?” I asked.
I put my hand inside his joggers, just over his underwear. Even though I hadseenhis cock, I’d neverfeltit. I traced my hand up and down as it stiffened.
“I… I don’t… know,” Rick said.
“Does it frighten you, then? Because I think I’m making you hard,” I said.
“If you keep doing that, I’m going to?—”
“What?” I bit my lip and stared back.
I ran my hand now into his pants. I rubbed up and down the shaft of his penis, gripping it.
“Does this feel good?” I asked.
“Yes,” he said, voice tight. “Lex, you don’t have to?—”
“But Iwantto, Rick,” I continued, my hand pumping his shaft.
Deviant in a way I wasn't before, I pressed on. I’d been afraid of everything once, but here we were—alone in this quiet moment. I longed for a bit of fun. He relished this. Protesting no more, Rick relaxed.
