The loud beeping of the oven timer beckoned Angie back to the kitchen. She pulled the cookies and carefully moved them from the pan to a cooling rack. There were stacks of baked goods everywhere. Cookies, muffins, scones, bread, if it could be baked, she'd baked it. She hated to admit it, but she was going to have to find another outlet, this was getting crazy. Tomorrow was the day. She'd be graduating officially. She wouldn't take the BAR exam until July, but her nerves were already shot.
She started spooning raw dough onto the pan, but she didn't even make it halfway through when someone grabbed her from behind. She gasped preparing to scream but a hand clamped over her mouth cutting off any sound she might have made. Her heart rate catapulted, and she immediately began to fight the hold but the person holding her was much larger and stronger than she was.
"Shhh, Baby Sister, don't you know resistance is futile?"
She sighed and sagged with relief and he released her. "That was mean," she said slugging him in the arm. He grinned and rubbed the place where she hit him, and she sighed again and threw her arms around him.
"Jesus, Rhett, you scared me."
"Ah, the adrenaline rush is good for you."
"I don't think it is," she huffed, "What are you doing here, you said you wouldn't be here until tomorrow."
"Surprise!" He grinned, and she smiled. "Come on, aren't you happy to see me?"
She moved back into his arms and laid her head against his chest. "I'm so happy to see you. I missed you!"
"I missed you too, Baby." He squeezed her tight and then lifted her off of her feet. Automatically she wrapped her legs around his waist.
"What's with all the baking Ang, you didn't tell me it had gotten this bad."
"I didn't want you to worry."
"I worry, it's what I do."
"I know you do, and I don't want to make it worse."
"Ang!" He growled, and it sent a shiver up her spine. She loved that sexy growl. Her body pulsed with need and her tension melted warming her all the way to her core. She put her lips against the tendon on his neck and sucked hard.
"Turn off the oven, Rhett." she whispered, "I have a better stress relief in mind." Just having him there made her feel so much better. For the last three years he'd been there for everything she needed. He and Dane both had. Even when they were half a world away, they called to check on her, sent her things to make her smile, and visited as often as they could.
"Yeah?" He grinned and carried her down the hall, "What do you have in mind?"
He knew exactly what she had in mind because he carried her to her bedroom and laid her on the bed. He came down on top of her pressing her into the soft bed as his lips found hers. His tongue stroked hers as his hand slid under her loose t-shirt. His hand slid roughly over her lace covered breast and around behind her in a fruitless search for the clasp. That made her giggle.
"Don't laugh, I'm like a starving man," he growled.
"Oh please, you're not starving. You've been all over the tabloids with that actress. Mimi Whatserface." She said but it wasn't an accusation. They all dated other people it was necessary. Mostly she was teasing him like she always did.
"First of all, that is an arrangement, there's no sex there. And second of all, I'm starving for you, no one else even comes close."
"Ah, I love you too." She kissed him, "You're full of shit, but I love you anyway." She giggled and pulled the t-shirt off. She pointed at the clasp in the front right between her breasts. She snapped it open and pulled the cups away and he sighed making her laugh again. He put his face right in between and she laughed harder and pushed her breasts together against him. When he started to motorboat, she screeched and squirmed. He relented and moved sucking first one and then the other. His hands cupped the globes just firmly enough for her to feel. He always knew just how to touch her. She sighed and relaxed back into the bed. She let him play enjoying the sensation for a moment before she pulled his shirt over his head, so she could touch him too. His didn't come off as easily he had to unbutton the cuffs but once it was gone, she ran her hands over the hard, muscled expanse.
She should take her time and touch and tease, but she just couldn't. She was dying for him too.
"It was too long this time." she groaned. Her hands shook as she pulled his belt free and shoved his slacks down.
"Easy Baby, I'm here now." She reached for his cock, but he caught her wrist. Her eyes flashed up to his and he held her gaze for a long moment before reaching down and yanking her yoga pants off. He surged into her without any hesitation and she cried out as she convulsed around him.
"Oh God Rhett." Her body shook with release as he surged into her over and over sliding her up the bed with each thrust.
"Let me," she panted, and he rolled so she was on top. She sat up and he couldn't resist sliding his hands over her exposed body. Her body undulated as she rode him. She took him hard and fast because that's what she needed. He pinched her nipples hard and she came again, her nails dug into his chest as she continued to move, her eyes were clenched tight as she moaned and bucked. He'd seen her like this before and he didn't like it. After she rode out the orgasm, she surprised him by moving off of him and taking his cock in her mouth. She didn't care that he was coated in her cream, she sucked him deep, hard and fast. It was another indicator of her stress level, but he didn't have the willpower to stop her. It felt too good. She took him right over the edge with out much effort. She opened her mouth and showed him her cum coated tongue before she swallowed, and it made him smile but the smile fell quickly.
"Why didn't you tell me it had gotten this bad?"
"I'm fine."
"You're not."
"I am."
"Ang, I can tell, now level with me." He knew what the problem was. He'd seen it in her before. She got stressed, she didn't sleep, and it became hard for her to climax and soon the stress and sexual frustration made her do something reckless.
She sighed and pulled the sheet from the bed around her. "It's not a big deal, I've just had finals and mom and dad coming and... you know."
"You haven't dated?"
"One night stands aren't worth the effort."
"What happened to the friends with benefits guy?"
"He got a girlfriend."
"Vibrator?"
"It doesn't really help."
"Damn it, Angie, you should have told me!"
"Told you what? That I need you to come and fuck me? Please, it's not a big deal. I'm fine and you were busy."
