Joe's POV

"Lobo?" I called out, knocking on the lavatory door. "You've been in there for a while, are you okay?" I ask

"I'll be out in a minute." She says from the other side of the door.

"It's been like twenty minutes." I say. "What are you doing?" I ask

"Joe...." She trails off

A few seconds later, she unlocks the door and opens it. She looks at me and smiles, as she wraps her arms around me.

"Pick me up and go sit on the sofa." She says, kissing me.

I pick her up by her legs and she wraps them around my waist. I walk us over to the sofa and sit down with her on my lap.

"Fuck me." She says, before taking my ear in her mouth.

"On the plane?" I ask, moaning into my ear, giving me her answer. I sigh. "Nah."

"Why?" She asks, taking my ear back into her mouth, driving me insane."You know you like it." She smirks against my ear, voice is as seductive as ever.

"Because I said no." I say, trying to fight this sensation. "My plane rides are my time to relax. Not that this isn't relaxing. I just prefer to have this time to clear my mind, so when I land, I can better focus on work." I explain

"Okay." She says, then climbs off of my lap, and sits next to me.

She pulls her phone out of her back pocket, kind of ignoring me. All she's doing is trying to distract me from asking her about why she was in the bathroom. Her arms are folded, her body is angled away from me.

"Are you really mad?" I ask.

"I'm not, I just want to feel you inside of me but I guess I'll have to go back into the bathroom to take care of myself." She says and I raise my eyebrow. Really? "Yeah, I said it." She says

"You wanna get fucked?"

"I do." She answers quickly.

I get up, taking her phone, tossing it somewhere on the other side of the plane. I press the button under the sofa, and it lets out into a bed. I grab her legs sliding her down so now she's laying on her back. I drop to my knees, lifting her dress up, pulling her panties down aggressively, slightly ripping them. I toss them over somewhere by her phone.

I refuse to make eye contact with her, as I take her legs, spreading them apart, holding them in a wide V shape. She wants this dick, she's gonna get it, but she's going to answer my questions too. I drop down to my knees, taking my dick out. Regardless of how pissed I am, my dick will still get hard as fuck for her. I lay it on top of her pussy. I let out a sigh, I know I said I didn't want to have sex but, we're here now, I might as well enjoy myself.

I feel the pulse of her pussy throbbing against my cock, her heat wet, dripping on me, ready for penetration. She says something, but I ignore her, only focusing on this tight, dripping wet pussy. I finally slid inside of her. I send slow deep strokes, filling her up. Her moans instantly permeate the jet, as I continue riding deep into her heat. I speed up my thrust, remembering what I need to ask. My irritation is surfacing again. I fuck her with intention, giving her every inch of my thick dick, as she screams my name.

My gaze then falls upon her face, and my chest constricts a bit, my dick hardens more, and my mind fogs up. She's laying there in purse pleasure, giving access to all of her.

I mount the bed, still inside of her, before riding her heat, inching deeper and deeper, and I connect my lips with hers. She kisses me back with fever, nipping at my bottom lip. I break the kiss, dropping my mouth down to her neck, sucking on it. I lick up the nape of her neck, trapping her hands with mine, and holding them above her head. I leave my mark on her neck, sucking at her skin, before soothing it with the flick of my tongue.

I flip us over, and she begins to ride me, tossing her dress off, winding her hips against me, burying me deep inside of her. Her hands rub my chest and abdomen, before she leans down, taking my ear into her mouth. I damn near burst inside of her at the notion.

She feels me jerk inside of her, smiling against my ear. She then grabs my face by my chin, as she kisses me with so much passion. I feel my release coming.

"I'm about to cum." I say, and she responds to me by whispering the same. I quicken my strokes before thrusting in and out of her, pounding her precious box, before we're both releasing.

I then realize what's happening, but she clenches against me, capturing my lips with her own. She let me do this again? This kiss is lustful, passion filled, and something more. She then collapsed on my chest, me still inside of her.

"Lobo?" I ask

"Yeah?" She asks.

"You feeling good?" I ask

"Awesome." She says, wrapping her arms under my neck.

"I gotta question for you." I say, getting a bit irritated again.

"What's up?" She asks, kissing my chest.

"What exactly were you doing in the bathroom? Why did it take so long?" I ask, and she stops. She tries to move off of me but I wrap my arms around her, locking her in place.

"Damn, I can't have any privacy?" She says

"You can have all the privacy you want but it's like you're in the bathroom for long periods of time, a few times a day, so I'm just trying to figure out if you're alright." I say kissing her forehead.

"I'm okay." She says

"Okay." I say, softly. I feel her body heat up, and she tries to move away again. I'm taking aback a little bit because she's never like this. Like, why is she getting so defensive with me right now?

"Why are you being like this? Stop being so defensive" I say.

"I don't understand why you're asking me all of these questions." She says, clearly getting pissed.

"Because it seems like you're doing things a little off to me and I wanna know if there's anything that I can do to help." I explain

"There's nothing wrong with me, there's nothing bothering me and there's nothing for us to talk about." She says, irritated.

She tries to get off of me again, but I hold her in place.

"But why are you so defensive?" I ask again.

"Because I'm getting irritated. You keep asking me questions. Joe we just went over this." She fusses

"So do you not want me to ask you questions?" I ask

"No, I don't want you to ask me anything." She says

"That's not logical. If I have a question I'm gonna ask it and just like if you have any questions about what I'm doing, or whatever the case maybe, you can ask them as well." I say.

"Whatever. What's the next question?" She says with a full on attitude now.

"What's up with that necklace that you always have on? You made me turn around in traffic just to go back and get it." She grabs my hand, when I move to reach for the necklace between us.

"Nothing is up with it, what do you mean?" She asks, gripping my hand tightly.

"I mean, you have like 10 of them and they're pretty much all the same, so I just wanna know what's up with it." I say

"Nothing is up with it." Her voice lanced with defense.

"Let me see it." I easily maneuver out of her grip, to get the necklace, and she hits me in my side.

I look at her shocked. "Really?" I say

"Why do you wanna see my necklace, so bad? It's just a necklace, there's nothing special about it." She says, shifting her body, grabbing on to the necklace.

"Whoa!" I say, letting her up.

She stands up, and so do I. "Why are you acting like this over a necklace? It's just a piece of jewelry. Is it real gold or something?" I say, stepping towards her, hands at my side.

"Yes, it's real." She lets it go and smiles, "I'll be back, I have to pee again."  She nervously laughs

"Baby." I call out to her. She turns around and I walk up to my arms open. I'll put my arms around her waist and she puts hers around my neck as if she's going to hug me. "I'm sorry. I don't want you to be upset with me I just really wanna know...." I snatch the necklace off of her neck.

She begins freaking out trying to get the necklace from me. I hold it as far above my head as the plane allows me to and I just keep holding it up there until she tires herself out. This went on for a good five minutes.

"Joe, you don't understand. Just give me my necklace. I'll tell you all about it as long as you just give it back to me." She says.

"I hate to have to take this tone with you but, no. You're going to tell me right now what is so special about these necklaces. If you don't, when this plane lands in LA, I will get off and have them take you right back to Tampa and I will never talk to you again." I say

She instantly starts crying before taking a seat in one of the chairs.

"Please don't open it." She puts her feet up in the chair and wraps her arms around her legs. "You don't wanna know."

I just look at her for a second. I instantly feel remorse but I don't care right now. I look at the necklace in my hand and I don't even see where it could be opened. I look down at her again and she looks miserable, like I stole her lifeline or something. It's pretty sad.

"Please don't, you're going to look at me differently." She says, her voice hoarse.

I don't say anything else I just hold the bottom of the bullet and pull the chain and lo and behold, the top pops off. A white powdery substance spills out onto my hand. I looked at it for a minute and I tried to process it and then I realized what it is.

"Awww.....Ammika? Is this Coke?" I say in disbelief. I cannot believe this shit.

She doesn't say anything.

"You have got to be kidding me." I walk away from her and I dust it onto the ground. I closed her necklace and I was about to turn around and give it back to her but then I saw her purse sitting on the table. I'm definitely not the type of person to go through someone's things without asking, but in this case I think I have a valid reason for doing so.

I walked over to her purse and I opened it. I wanted to see if she had more. The first thing I saw when I opened the purse was a brick of money. I pull the brick out and I look over at her. She doesn't say anything, she just looks down at her hands that are placed in her lap now. I set the brick of cash on the table and I started pulling more things out. Pill bottles, two more necklaces, an envelope full of money, is she selling this shit?

"Ammika, what the fuck is going on!!" I cannot believe this shit.

"I saw Ty before I left the restaurant and he gave me the money because he wanted to make sure I was good." She says

"First of all, why am I just now hearing about this? Secondly, what are you doing with all of this shit, are you selling it?" I ask, my anger beginning to pour out.

"No..." She trails off, voice quivering, ignoring my first question, but we'll get back to that.

"So you have all of this in your purse because you're doing it?" I question the realization falls over me.

I start throwing everything back in her purse.

I am so pissed off. She's putting me at risk. I can't be around this shit. If we would've gotten pulled over and the police searched us and she had that in her purse, I could've gotten in trouble and gone to jail with her. It would've been all over TMZ and then guess what, Galina would've definitely kept my kids from me, and I could've possibly lost my career.

Wait a damn minute, she's had this around my kids?

"You had this shit around my kids?" I look at her like she's crazy.

"I never did it while they were around." She explains, finally looking up at me. Her eyes filled with fear.

"But you had these necklaces in my house, where my kids sleep. No, you were never around my kids, but you have this shit in the same house as them. How could you do something like that? I'm happy I never had you meet my kids." I say

"I—." She starts

I cut her off, "I don't even wanna fucking hear it. When this plane lands, don't talk to me." I throw everything back in her purse and throw it on the floor in her direction.

She doesn't say anything, she just nods her head. What can she say? This shit is so crazy to me. What does she expect? Am I not supposed to be pissed off that she brought drugs into my house? Am I not supposed to be pissed off that she's doing drugs, and she kept it from me? I am so shocked that she kept this from me for so long. It's not like my reaction would've changed but if she would've sat me down and talked to me then things would've been different. But the fact that I had to find out like this? I kind of feel like her behavior makes sense now.

I don't even wanna be near her right now. I walked over and hit the button to push the bed back into a sofa, and walked into the actual bedroom on the plane.

I remember when I went to her house for the first time, when I saw all those pill bottles and money all over the place. She didn't even want me in her house and this is probably why. I'm just so shocked at this point and everything is linking together. I don't know how to feel about it.

Yes I do, I'm mad as hell. And this is horrible because now she's in LA with me. I said I would tell them to take her back to Tampa but I think that would just crush her and probably send her into a spiral. I don't want that for her. But, I don't know what the fuck to do. I'm supposed to introduce this woman to my family and my coworkers. How am I supposed to act like everything is all good? I'm not gonna be able to. I am a fucking Gemini. I don't know how to hide my feelings. I can't act fake. That ain't me.

All I know is I have some super tough decisions to make because I don't wanna be around anyone who snorts cocaine. That's just not the type of person I am, and that's not the type of people I hang out with. I also don't want my girlfriend to be one of those people.

This woman made me fall for her and then she hit me with some bullshit like this. I don't know how I'm gonna be able to deal with this.

What I do know is I just need to get through these couple of days and when we get back to Tampa, we will discuss this fully and thoroughly, not right now, I have to keep it together.

Fuck my life!

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