Chapter 59

**Artemis**


Blue’s eyes go so wide that I have to stop myself from laughing at how shocked she is. Probably because she didn’t expect me to say anything like that. I was aiming for shock factor, and it clearly worked. The way her face turns red is a bonus.

“Are you crazy?” She finally whispers before glancing around to make sure no one is looking our way.

“What’s crazy about fucking my wife?” I whisper back.

“Sheesh. We are on a plan full of armed men who are clearly not so happy to have us tagging along with them. This is not the time.” She narrows her eyes at me. “And stop trying to fluster me with your vulgar words.”

I cover a laugh. “You aren’t an angel either. You can be a foul mouth brat when you want to be.”

She scoffs but it quickly turns into a defeated pout. “Fine you have a point but we are still not hooking up in an airplane bathroom, so keep Little Artie in your pants.”

What the hell did she just call my dick?

“There is nothing little about me Mrs. Rhodes and you know it.” I smirk when her face becomes so red that she looks like she’s wearing too much blush.

“Hey, you okay Blue? You look red. Are you feeling sick?” Alan asks sounding concerned.

Blue looks his way and smiles shyly. “I’m feeling a little sick. I think I’ll go splash my face with some water.” She turns to me. “Alone.”

She stands and slips past Alan who is watching her. I reach over and smack him on the back of the head.

“Fuck! What was that for asshole?” He says.

“Stop looking at my wife.” I remind him.

“I was worried, calm down.” He shakes his head and looks back at his phone.

Thankfully the plane has on board Wi-Fi or this ride would feel a lot longer. I wait a few minutes before I decide to ignore Blue’s warning.

“I’m going to grab Blue some ginger ale.” I tell Alan but he barely acknowledges me.

I stand and walk around my seat and head for one of the bathrooms. When I reach it and see its occupied, I knock.

“Someone’s in here!” I hear Blue call.

I knock again and she pulls the door open with a sigh. “Look ass-Artemis what are you doing?”

She moves to leave the bathroom but I step in her way and move forward forcing her to move back.

“I told you we aren’t doing this right now Artemis.” I ignore her and close the door behind us.

She moves away from me as far as she can go in the small room, and I turn to lock the door. When I turn back around Blue has her arms crossed over her chest and is glaring daggers at me.

“What are you doing here? I told you this was a crazy idea.” She says yet again.

“I don’t care. You don’t get to have a say in everything even if you acted like it earlier. I might like seeing you stand up to those assholes as my wife, but when we’re alone I’m in charge.” I move closer and she swallows but keeps her glare fixed in place.
“Is that so? I remember having to threaten to sleep with another guy just to get things going. Or did you forget that?” She smirks like she’s just won, but all she’s done is piss me off.

I know I’m too possessive and too jealous, but I don’t give a fuck. When I’m standing directly in front of her I put both my hands on the wall pinning her in.

“Don’t make me mad Blue. I don’t want to scare you.” I tell her.

I want to punish her but have been holding back because I’ve never tried it with my partners before because I didn’t want them freaking out. With Blue I’m worried she’ll have a flash back, and as much as I would like to tie her up I don’t want to scare her. That would ruin the progress we’ve made, and I don’t want that.

She juts out her chin and doesn’t show any signs of being intimidated though and it’s driving me crazy not to be able to get a little rough with her.

“What are you going to do Artemis?” She asks.

“You don’t want to know. It would scare you.” I tell her honestly.

I also lean closer and brush some of her hair away so I can kiss the side of her neck. She gasps softly and I smirk at how responsive she is to me.

“W-what do you mean it would scare me?” She whispers and tilts her head slightly.

“Because of what that fucker did to you. I don’t want you to get lost in it.” I tell her.

She pushes me hard and I stumble slightly from the unexpected movement.

“I’m not completely screwed up Artemis! I can handle my shit just fine; I’ve been doing it my whole life.” She makes a move to get past me, but I stop her.

“I never said you were screwed up Blue. I don’t want to mess things up between us while we’re having sex.” I tell her.

“Because it would ruin the mood? Sorry your dick is so sensitive when it doesn’t get its way.” She pulls away from me and turns her back to me.

This took a turn…

I’m not sure what to say since what I’ve already said has sent her off. Where’s Max when I need him? I remember mentioning something about groveling and begging for forgiveness but that isn’t much here for me to work with. Talking is the only real option.

“Look I’m sorry. I didn’t mean anything by what I said other than I’m worried about you.” I say hoping it’s the right thing to say.

She turns to me and drops her arms with a sigh. “I know. I’m sorry. I just don’t want you to treat me like I’m fragile. If you want to try something then ask me and I’ll tell you if it’s a no go for me. Okay?”

“Okay. So…can we?” I ask.

She thankfully laughs and nods. “I guess I will be able to check voyeurism off my list of sexy things to try.”

I look at her with shock. “You have a sex to do list?”

She laughs hard. “No I was kidding but that might not be a bad idea, although I’m not sure how many things could possibly go on that kind of list.”

Fuck…I do. “You would be open to trying things more unconventional?” I ask her cautiously.

“I mean I would have to think it over but sure.” she says with a shrug.

Shit…Holy fucking shit…I’m harder than I have ever been.

I move pull her into me and kiss her. She yelps at first but soon relaxes into the kiss. Our tongues war for dominance which kind of pisses me off. I don’t want her to fight against me right now. So, I break away from the kiss and push her around so that she is facing the mirror.

“Remember what I told you I wanted to do to you?” I ask her.

Her eyes are fixed on mine through the mirror when she nods.

“Those weren’t false promises.” I say as I bush my painfully hard dick against her.

I step back and am ready to drop to my knees and fulfill my promise to taste her before fucking her hard, but she grabs me before I’m done moving.

“Wait. Can I try?” She asks in the low soft voice she gets when we have sex.

Before I can make sure I understand what she’s asking, she drops to her knees. Now I’m the one swallowing nervously. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve had blow jobs before, but this isn’t the same. This is the woman I’m falling in love with on her knees in front of me.

“Are you sure?” I ask her just like the night I took her virginity.

She nods. “I want to, but I don’t really know how, so you’ll have to help me.”

Her eyes slowly move down my body until she is face to face with my dick. She tilts her head as if she’s thinking things over. I want to drop my pants right now, but I’m curious to see what she’ll do so I keep my hands by my sides. I don’t have to wait long because soon she reaches up and unbuttons my pants. Then she pulls the zipper down painfully slowly and even that small movement makes me have to bite back a groan. Once she finally finishes my dick springs out the most it can through the material of my boxers. She looks up at me and I watch her smirk before she leans forward and licks the tip through the fabric.

My hips jolt forward and I have to dig my nails into my hands to stop myself from grabbing her by the hair and taking over.

“Did you feel that?” She asks.

“Fuck yeah.” I growl out.

“Good. This is going to be fun.”

Fuck she’s going to kill me.