Learning To Fly

Jaime listens

Marshall shifts me over onto my back again fingers tracing the tan lines from my bikini bottoms “Your tans fading! When did you last go home?” he kisses my bikini line with wet little kisses before nipping his way back along again, it turns my body and brain to mush.

“When you came” I answer, he frowns at me “I thought you went every weekend? “ he counters.
“I changed it to every other week, flights are a bit expensive at the moment” I tell him truthfully hoping to God he won’t think I’m after anything from him because that would be the absolute worst thing.

“I have a private jet at my disposal, use it!” his offer is genuine, but he’s not offering a bite of his ice cream here it’s a whole fucking private jet with crew and shit, people don’t make offers like that.

“Thanks for the offer but I’d rather just go every other weekend for now” his demeanour changes from affectionate to something darker in a flash “Use the jet Jay, don’t argue with me” he spits out before biting my belly and hurting me “ouch, you little shit!” I push his head away and he looks at me, scowling “I’ll do it my way and besides if I used your jet, people would know about me wouldn’t they” I keep my voice calm and steady in hope that he won’t explode, his eyes brighten a little after he mutters “I guess”

“Ya big man baby!” I chide him, his head snaps up “Man baby huh? I think you know there’s nothing babyish about this cock” he’s interrupted by his phone vibrating across his nightstand, he picks it up and I see a picture of him and Hailie pulling silly faces at one another “I have to get this, sorry!”

“it’s OK” I get up and head to the bathroom to give him some privacy. The bathroom has his and hers sinks, it ridiculous. The thought of attempting to keep this place clean horrified me, you’d have to have help surely, but it is very beautiful.

When I return Marshall is sat up on the side of the bed, rubbing the bridge of his nose with his phone still held to his ear, climbing back onto the bed I admire his naked back and move behind him legs either side of his, I wrap my arms around his waist and press my breasts and cheek against his back.
My fingers stroke his belly and he goes from tense to relaxed within the minute “Hailie I’ll come over baby, I can’t leave you like this”

Fleetingly I feel disappointed until I push that selfish thought aside I can’t hear what’s she’s saying but he eventually agrees to stay put “OK love you Hai” and he hangs up tossing his phone back beside him.

He turns his head to the side glancing at me “The swimming pool is heated, wanna go swim naked in the dark with me?” he doesn’t have to ask me twice, I’m up bouncing on the bed shouting yes like a kid til I notice he’s watching my breasts as I’m bouncing up and down, leaping off the bed and taking his hand I drag him out and down the stairs before he becomes distracted with sex.

“ Come on stop dragging your heels Marshall, we’ve got all night to have more sex, let’s swim!” I can hear my excitement about swimming in my voice, Marshall pulls hard on my hand halting me “but I was enjoying the bouncing titties” he pouts, sticking his bottom lip out, I can’t resist and lean in and suck it softly, releasing him when a moan escapes the back of his throat “swim now, more tittie bouncing in awhile. Deal” I hold out my hand for him to shake on it, he grumbles out "deal" before shaking my hand roughly.

He opens a sliding door and the freezing air hits me. I feel like running back upstairs and hiding under the comforter but instead I grab his hand “Run with me!” I ask him, giving him no time to answer rather I keep his hand gripped in mine and run out luckily he follows me and we both leap at the same time, bodies hitting the warm water of the pool and submerging completely, he’s back up just before me, laughing like he has no cares in the world as I swim away from him, kicking water in his face.
We swim about for an hour, I keep my distance from his wandering hands for a bit, laughing when I’m just in his reach and move quickly away from him.