Summary: Fabien and Rebecca have a little fun on their own while the other crew members had an impromptu party in the car.
The night had deepened when the crew finally got out of the nightclub and waited at the door while Fabien returned with the car. Everyone chatted and laughed while getting to know each other better, but Rebecca’s mind was still on the rooftop of the building, where she slow danced with Fabien. The smell of his wooden cologne lingered on her dress, she could still feel the heat spreading through her body as she remembered vividly each place his hands touched her, each spot his lips kissed.
“Bex?” Eris called.
“Mmm?”
“What are you thinking?”
“Not much. Just considering taking a nap on the suite of the jet.”
“Are you going to invite Fabien to take a nap too?” She gave Rebecca a sly grin.
“I was thinking about inviting you, but hey, if you don’t want all of this,” Rebecca ran a hand on her body and shrugged with a smile.
“Haha. Yeah, right,” Eris smirked. “Didn’t you guys have some fun banging him wherever you went to at the club?”
Rebecca looked away, hiding her embarrassment behind a small smile and an impassive expression.
“You didn’t!” Eris gasped. “Rebecca, you’re practically a thirteen-year-old giggling when your crush says hi.”
“Oh, shut up!” Rebecca hissed.
“You are! Don’t deny it. You’re in looove,” Eris mocked.
“Who’s in love?” Rye grinned.
“No one.” Rebecca glared.
“Really? But I was already shipping Eris and Niles.” Rye joked.
“Believe me, I was shipping us too. But he said he’s not into suspension and my heart is broken now,” Eris placed one hand on her chest, pretending to be wounded. “But hey, no worries. Love can come to us at any moment now,” she winked to Rebecca as Fabien drove into 16th Street, coming into their direction and stopping right in front of her.
From the car, Fabien winked to Rebecca before opening the doors so everyone could get in. Rebecca simply smiled coyly.
Everyone was about to get in when Eris asked for their attention. “I just want to say that tonight has been so much fun and I don’t feel like I’m done partying yet. And since we got a sportsvan with lots of booze, I say we make our own party in here!”
Everybody cheered. Rebecca wasn’t quite sure of what brought that up since Eris stated she never longed so much for her bed as soon as they stepped outside the nightclub, but didn’t protest.
“Unfortunately some of us will not join us…” Eris leaning on the car and stuck her head in through the window. “Sorry, Fabien.”
He shrugged with a charming smile.
“But fear not, my friend. Our leading lady, Rebecca Lowe, will keep you company during the ride.” Eris grinned.
Rebecca nodded, avoiding eye contact with anyone.
Eris leaned in and lowered her voice so only Rebecca could her. “Have fun. And call me if you both need some extra fun later,” she winked.
Rebecca pretended not to hear it and got in, taking the passenger front seat as the others took their seats and passed each other glasses and drinks.
Fabien closed the partition and started the engine. While music blasted in the back, silence loomed between Fabien and Rebecca for several minutes.
“Are you upset you didn’t join the party?”
“Not so much. I like a little quietness after a night out.”
“Is that so?”
She smiled and nodded.
He quickly eyed her from head to toe, then looked back to the road. “You’re not what I expected.”
“Oh really? What did you expect?”
“Someone more outgoing, with a bubbly personality, who likes to use her beauty and sensuality as a weapon.”
“You’re not entirely wrong about that,” she smiled slyly.
“I can imagine,” he smirked. “But you’re so much more than that. I get the reason why you have to hide your true self, but I think I’ll enjoy knowing more the woman who is known as one of the most legendary con artists of our time.”
Rebecca blushed, but for a moment she was glad the front seat was dimly lit. “Is all this praise your way to get into a girl’s pants?” She teased.
“Yes and no.”
“Care to elaborate that?”
“Yes, I am trying to get into your pants, but if it was the only thing I wanted, I would’ve done it the day we met. And I surely wouldn’t have taken you to my favorite place.”
She tried to hide a smile, biting her bottom lip. “Still trying to impress me before getting into my pants, huh?”
“I’d be lying if I say I’m not,” he replied, a winning smile spreading across his lips, yet his eyes were still on the traffic.
Rebecca shifted on her seat uneasily. She didn’t know what else to say, her palms were sweating. She glanced at Fabien a few times then looked away. Why was it so hot in there all of a sudden?
The car stopped at a traffic light and Fabien unbuckled his belt, cupped her face with one hand and kissed her. He nipped her bottom lip and as she gasped, he took the opportunity to explore her mouth with his tongue. Instinctively, she tried to move closer, but her seat belt kept her in place. She unbuckled her belt and pulled him by his jacket, reveling in the feeling of his hands all over her body. They were ready to remove each other’s clothes when cars honked behind them. They giggled for a moment, but soon Fabien returned to his seat.
Rebecca, however, wasn’t ready for it to be over. Taking off her jacket and sliding on the leather seat, she proceeded to kiss his neck and nibble his ear running a hand down on his chest. As he eventually responded to her caresses placing a hand on her thigh, she rubbed his bulge and purred in his ear. “I’d like to test your driving skills, Mr. Ahmad. Can you drive while I do this?” She unzipped his pants and one hand slid inside it, fishing out his growing member.
“Yes,” his voice was hoarse, but his eyes stayed focused on the traffic.
She stroked him slowly at first, watching his reaction while still kissing his neck. He stopped at another traffic light and kissed her fervently, pushing her dress up and rubbing her pussy through the thin fabric of her underwear. “Damn, you’re amazing, Rebecca!”
“I’m only getting started.”
He glanced at the traffic light and drove again, occasionally caressing her. “How am I doing so far?”
“Very good. But can you handle this?” She leaned on all fours, pushed his pants down a little and lowered her head into his lap, taking his cock into her mouth.
Fabien groaned, using one hand to brush her hair away, roam over her back and squeeze her butt as she bobbed her head up and down. Her tongue swirled around his shaft, increasing the pace, heat spreading through her body when his fingers rubbed between her legs.
As she pushed him deeper into her mouth, he gasped. “Oh, that’s so good!”
At the last traffic light, she continued to suck him as one hand massaged his balls. He pushed her panties aside and rubbed her pussy. She worked faster on him as a response.
“Shit…” he grunted, bucking his hips as he came into her mouth, breathing hard as he watched her lick every drop of his seed.
More cars honked. She sat up with a cheeky smile and they kissed hungrily.
“Hey, Fabien! We do have a private jet, but we still have to arrive on time.” Rye yelled from the back.
“Sorry!” He shouted back and turned to the left, riding into the road leading to the airport. He glanced at Rebecca adjusting her clothes and grinned. “How did I do?”
“Aside from getting distracted on the traffic lights, I think you did great,” she smirked.
“Yeah…” he chuckled. “That’s why I prefer open roads.”
“Mmm… Good to know.”
