Wife. Maybe wife sounds better
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Rachel POV
Two Months later...
Its been three long weeks since I last saw Derek and it feels like a century has past. His focus on his campaign has took up most of our time, and my work schedule sometimes clashes with his free time.
He has been traveling to the west, invited by late night talk shows to boost his image and promote his campaign. Sometimes, he received the interviews along with Grace. That is what Grace meant when she said they are going to be more intimate.
She was right, once, in Ellen's talk show, Grace took the opportunity to make a video call to Derek Hoffer in the White House, the audience went crazy over that.
Think of it, those were carefully planned, everything they did right now were carefully and intentionally planned.
Well, honestly, Grace got me. To say I wasn't a bit affected, I will be totally dishonest. I was jealous. But, I still manage to have my jealousy under control after I had my Christmas shopping, it's a mandatory activity.
I waited outside my apartment for my hot ass boyfriend to pick me up with his black carriage where the windows are all sealed with shiny black layers to prevent anyone to see who is the mysterious passenger.
Washington is cold, I had to wear two layer of clothing and wrap a wooly scarf around my neck. But its fine, winter romance is always my favorite, although surprisingly none of my relationship last until Christmas.
I gawked at the street after I saw a familiar black SUV heading towards my direction. This is it. My Christmas Holiday at Camp David is happening! Albeit the downside of dating Derek Hoffer is that, I can't post our photo to Instagram, but I can put up with that, too. I'll just pretend that I am Kate Middleton, The Duchess of Cambridge.
I arranged my hair a little, sniff my scarf to make sure that my Daisy perfume is scented. After all, I wanted to appear at my best when it comes to Derek.
Stepping down the pavement, I opened the door, my heart pumps faster due to the excitement that Derek is waiting inside.
He isn't there.
It can't be.
I stood back a little, hoping that I hopped onto the wrong car.
'Ma'am.'
I look to the driver's seat, it was Alan. I gave him a puzzled look, I was too shocked, or maybe, disappointed that Derek wasn't inside the car. I have waited all three weeks to see his face...
'Where is he?' I asked, still reluctant to get inside the car.
'He'll be meeting you at the location, Ma'am. If you would step inside, we can't stay here for long.'
Heavy heart. Dumped feeling. All the festive spirit washed away by the damned cold empty air filled inside the SUV.
I get inside eventually, but my mind is running wild, I couldn't concentrate for a moment.
'I'm sorry, Ma'am, Mr. Gavinski made this decision for security reason, we don't want to repeat the same incident.' Alan mentioned it ruefully as he starts the engine.
I smile a little but avoid the front mirror where Alan can see my reflection. 'We'll be meeting at Camp David, right?' The last unfortunate thing I would expect would be having this trip cancel.
'Certainly. The President is on his way via helicopter. ' His tone is convincing.
'Helicopter?' I sounded surprised.
'Yes, Ma'am, directly from the White House.'
I nodded, inwardly, I am so pissed. So, so pissed that I decided to pout my mouth for the whole journey.
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Derek POV
'Where's Rachel?' I asked Joe after hanging the call from Gavinski who is at Silicon Valley meeting Google's CEO for his personal seminar.
'She has arrived at the Aspen Lodge, Sir.'
I looked up at him. 'Since when?'
'An hour ago, Sir, while you are on the phone with Mr. Gavinski.'
'Right.' I off my iPad, rub my face a little to erase the tiresome muscle.
I left the Laurel Lodge with Joe and head towards the President's cabin. My footsteps were fueled with pure exuberant from meeting Rachel. Three weeks is a torture without her.
I arrived at the Aspen Lodge, Joe gave me privacy by not following me inside. The whole cabin belongs to Rachel and I right now.
'Rach?' I called her. Sweet aroma of coffee wafted over my sense of smell, lifting my mood to meet the Christmas atmosphere.
'Babe, I'm in the kitchen!' Rachel shouted from there. Homey feeling struck me again, when Rachel does that, it felt so natural.
'Smells so good.' I entered the dinning room and Rachel was layering the freshly bake cookies on the table.
I ignored everything she is doing, grab her waist and pull her close to me. 'I miss you so much.' I whispered at her ear.
She held me tight, both her arms wrap around my body. 'I miss you so badly, I can really die.'
I chuckle, 'that is really nice to hear.' I kissed her lips, its so soft and inviting.
Rachel cups both her hand on my face, her brown eyes send that alluring message that she wanted me right now. I lifted her and carried her all the way to the bedroom.
I kicked the door close, wasting no time to give us the long awaited sex we both needed.
'Derek?' She calls me breathlessly as I kissed her neck all the way down to her chest after I undress her.
'I wanted to change to the lingerie I prepared for this trip.'
'Save it for later, we've got a week to make love like wild boars.'
She laughs and flip me so she is on top of me. Rachel bend down and kiss my lip, and trail all the way down until where my erection stood. Her mouth covered the length and I felt the warm moist engulfing the flesh.
I lay down, feeling every pleasure Rachel gave to me. I needed her to release all the tension I've been experiencing all these months.
She continues to play and tease me with her tongue, and her skillful hands does tricks to get the game up another level. I was intoxicated, vulnerable and high all mash up together.
'Rachel, take it slowly, or else its going to be over soon.' I stroke her hair.
She stop and grin at me, while I lay there breathless. 'How would you rate my service, sir?' She crawl up and sit straddle on me, while my erection jut stood there waiting for another pleasure ride.
'What's the word that is more powerful that perfect? The cookies is a bonus as well.'
'Awesome would be good.' She lay at my chest, palming her hand at where my heart is located. 'Hello heart, I'm here.'
We both laugh. I took both her shoulder blade, gentle shift her, so she is laying on the bed beside me, there is basically not a space between us. I kiss her hair, the familiar scent hits me again, I felt safe and homed.
'Little Derek is waiting...' Rachel touched the tip of my length and I laugh.
'This bastard can wait, there's no way he is going to escape the extreme roller coaster ride later.' I land my hand on her chest, she gasped. 'I just want to be close to you for a while.'
Rachel buried her face to the space between my neck and shoulder, it fits her head perfectly. She nibbled the skin over there.
'Promise me you won't leave any evidence that we had sex, Rachel. I don't want the military boys to discover the fun I am having right now.'
She chuckles, and a moment later she lifted her head to look at me. Her eyes and expressions sends an unspoken message that something is bothering her.
'Something you wanna tell me?' I asked, I don't like to have any secret between us, especially when it concerns us.
She blink her eyes and look at my chest.
I held her hand and kiss it, giving her the encouragement that I won't judge whatever she is going to tell me. Honesty in a relationship is my priority.
'I was...actually kind of angry on the way here.' She mentioned it softly.
'What happened?'
'I thought we would be traveling, you know,' she shrugged, 'like together? And when I discover that I was all alone, I felt disappointed, like all the thing I've done, prepping my hair, choosing my clothes and my perfume all gone to waste. That's not really the important point, I just miss you, that's all. You know, like what they said, when you get your hopes high, you fall harder.'
'I should have informed you beforehand.' I felt guilty with her.
'Yup, I'm glad I that I told you, and you are willing to listen. I hate keeping everything to myself.' She rolled her eyes and smile at me after that.
'You really keep your emotion well, I can't detect any mood instability in you when you baked cookies, you're just like my mom, a pleasant sight whenever I get home.'
'Mom? Ew, I feel old right now, thank you, that is such a nice compliment.' She bite her lip, more like gritting her lip.
'Why did you plan to get your hands dirty with cookie dough?' I lifted her hand and kiss it, there still a mild aroma of coffee and vanilla mixed together.
'To vent all my anger inside?' She giggles. 'Actually, when I got here, my emotion subsides a lot, Camp David is such a rare sight, the air, the trees and snow, its enough to give me a memory to tell my grandchildren. Since its Christmas, our first Christmas, I wanted to do something domestic for you.'
'Like giving me a blowjob?' I laugh and earn a smack on my chest by my beautiful naked girlfriend. Wife. Maybe wife sounds better.
'I miss you, did I mentioned already?' She got up, prop her elbow to support her body, her other hand went to my forehead, gentle message my head.
I sigh, settled back and loosen up.
'Just relax, you really need a break, Derek, you look tired. Are you sure your little bastard is able to take the ride?'
'Hmmm...' I murmured, the pressure of her hand is just right. She continues with the rest of my body, my back, my hands and even my fingers. I groaned into the pillow, never had I felt so overwhelmed with a woman who could exert such emotion with me.
When she is done with the message, she kissed my lips softly. ' sshh, close your eyes' she hush at my ears.
'Rachel?' I grab her hand, even with the euphoric stage I am in now, I still can't get enough of her. 'I really love you.'
She looks at me, her pupil widened, I see myself in her. I touched her waist and shift her close to me. My lips search for hers and my fingers work my way between her leg. She clenched and moaned. The sound is ever so pleasing.
'Derek.' She murmured.
I nibbled her neck, her shoulder, all the skin my lips can reach.
The only distraction that caught us was when I had to take a pack of condom from the drawer.
'You are prepared.' She smirk.
'Do you think a box would be enough?' I peel the package.
'I don't think we can recycle condoms, although you emphasized a lot on going green and global warming issues.'
We laugh. Rachel is obviously on a tipsy stage even without alcohol. I took both her wrist, place it way above her hair, my knee divided her leg, slowly I entered her.
'God, Derek.' She breathe.
I push myself deep just to hear Rachel moan, and when she gripped the fabric of the bedsheets tightly, I began to fuck her unapologetically.
I let go of her hand so she is free to roam anywhere she wants. She decides to grab my arms, I felt her fingernails dig into my skin.
She is experiencing whatever pressure I have made her feel.
'I'm coming.' I told her, my voice is croaky, she was soaked, I was vulnerable and raw when the convulsions erupted.
I moaned, feeling every nerve of my body explode with tremors. I wasn't able to move, I have to crash on the bed to recover.
It was a few minutes that I am able to speak to Rachel again. She just lay there, watching me and stroking my hair.
'I promise this isn't over for you.' I said. I got up from where I was, trailing kisses over her body, her perky chest and down to where I had my release. My tongue flick on the surface, my hand touching her at the same time.
Again, I heard Rachel moaning breathlessly as her hand wrecked my hair. The pressure is all too much for her.
'Oh God, Derek.' She whisper.
'Derek!' She shouted when a whole rippling effect came through her. Her body trembled, catching her breath and she lay there shutting her eyes from the overwhelming wicked pleasure.