Grasping at Impossible
Chapter 8:

We boarded a plane that was chartered from a company I had never heard of before. Must have been some special secret one from the company she works for. We sat down in the plush seats that looked as though they were made for executives and the stewardess came over asking to put our bags in the overhead. She gave me a sexy smile, and leaned closer than she had to, causing Sookie to snort at her actions.
"Is there anything else I can get for you?" she asked, and it didn't escape my notice she was only asking me.
"I believe your tits need to be placed back into your shirt, before I call you in," Sookie snapped at her, and I couldn't believe the viciousness in her voice.
"I don't think you can do that Cookie," the woman said, jutting her breasts closer to me.
"Then I suggest you get them out of my boyfriends face, before I make them uneven," she sneered, "that is, unless you want your implants to last longer you stay in the back of the plane where you belong."
The woman looked like she would argue, but I spoke up. "I think you better do as she says," I said coldly, hoping my words would get through this woman's head.
The woman's face paled over and she quickly said something in another language. Sookie snapped at her once more, and the woman winced and left, not saying another word. I sat there wondering where the hell Sookie got this side of her from. I had never seen it before, and to tell the truth, it turned me on. I could feel my member begging to be released from my jeans. I looked over at her, and she had her eyes closed and was saying something under her breath.
"I didn't know you could be so feisty, but I like it," I said to her, and when she opened her eyes I could see the anger in them. I wanted to run off like that girl did, no matter if she had it coming. Sookie looking this way at me, it was making me uncomfortable. She seemed so sweet and gentle and seeing her this way made me upset as well.
"I don't like her, never have. She needs to know she cannot mess with you," she said firmly, and I could only stare at her. She waved her hand. "Besides, Pam gets it on with her every flight, so you wouldn't be missing anything."
I was taken back. "You mean they..."
"Yes, there is a bed in the back for overnight flights. She and Pam get...quite busy," she answered. "And she isn't the only one. She must think because you are with me, you will do the same Pam does."
"Really?" I asked, amused. Sookie didn't look it though. She rolled her eyes, mumbling, "figures," under her breath, and settled in her chair further. On the ride there she called for the woman to come back and offer us drinks. We both got a coke, and settled down to watch a movie that she requested. For some odd reason, she brought Bad Santa with her, and I quirked an eyebrow.
"What?" she asked as she gave the movie to the stewardess, making sure she kept her being up front quick and without looking at me.
"Bad Santa?" I clarified, and she gave me a smirk, settling closer to my shoulder. I lifted the armrest and took her into my arms. Holding her always seemed so right.
"It is hilarious. Billy Bob makes me laugh, and the fat kid is adorable," she answered, and I chuckled.
"You have a strange taste in movies, but I will take your word on it," I said, and kissed her forehead. She sighed and curled up with the blanket she was given moments later. Halfway through the ridiculous movie she fell asleep, and I could hear a soft snore escape her lips. She was so perfect looking, sleeping close to my side. Without realizing it I fell asleep as well, and we were awoken by the captain speaking overhead, saying we were about to land. We righted ourselves, strapped back on our seat belts, and I took her hand in mine. I wasn't done touching her yet.
The plane touched down and we walked out onto the ramp leading out into the airfield. Another vehicle was waiting there, a town car. I started wondering just what she did for a living, and where we were going. I trusted Sookie not to lead me astray. She had a kind heart and I knew she wouldn't take me somewhere where I would meet my impending doom.
She told the driver some instructions, and I heard her gasp. She turned to me and shook her head. "Sophie really went all out this time."
"What do you mean?"
"We are staying at the Fasano. It is one of the best hotels with a private beach around here. You will see," she said as the driver took off, and within minutes we pulled up to our hotel. There was valet parking, and a concierge that walked up within seconds of our arriving. This is the type of place I like to stay at, I mused to myself. Seems like Sophie and I would have a lot in common. I shot that feeling down the minute I thought it. Sookie couldn't compare to many women that I knew. Somehow I knew this trip was going to change me, and surprisingly, I wasn't too scared of that.
"Missus," a man said, nodding his head to Sookie. He started to say something to her, and she replied back. Two of the men went and took our bags up an elevator without us following. We walked up to the desk in the lobby and Sookie signed a paper quickly. They gave her two keys, and she asked for a room service menu before we went to the elevator.
"Sookie where are our bags?" I asked her.
"They are in the room already. It is how they run things here," she shrugged. "It is a smaller hotel, so it isn't crowded. I like it, although I have only stayed here once. I am shocked they remembered me."
I reached out as the elevator doors closed in front of us, and cupped her cheek. "Dear one, you are unforgettable," I whispered and was rewarded with her blushing two shades of red that traveled down her neck.
"Thank you," she said. I was leaning in to kiss her lips, but the doors opened, and she stepped out, taking my hand in hers. We walked over to the door at the far end of the hall, and she used her key card.
The room was all I thought of and more. It was just my style, simple but very elegant. Throughout the room it had that manly feel that didn't feel like a pussy decorated it. We saw the luggage in the middle of the room on a leather couch, empty, no doubt quickly put away before we got up here. The patio doors were opened and I could feel the breeze coming in from the ocean outside. It smelled like heaven. Sookie walked over to the balcony and looked over the edge, taking in her surroundings. While I, the more practical one, wanted to see where the hell my clothes had gone. I opened the closet to the left of the open bedroom and found my suits hanging up along with my shirts and pants. Everything seemed to be intact so I walked over to the dresser, happy to see my other clothing items mixed with Sookie's. It was a strange feeling seeing her things so close to mine. I looked up, and saw that she was standing there by the soft chair by the bay window.
"Find all your things?" she teased, and I smirked.
"I did," I answered, walking over to the bed and sitting on the edge. I saw her take a deep, unsteady breath. "There is only one bed," I said stating the obvious. She blushed and took a step towards me.
She was between both my legs when she bent and brushed her lips to mine, though not pressing them together. "I can share," she whispered, "if you can keep your hands to yourself." I groaned and took her lips to mine, tenderly yet passionately kissing her, like I was a dying man, and she was my Valhalla. She pulled back, and kissed my nose. "I am going to order us something to eat," she stated as she walked over to the phone with the menu in her hand.
"Do you even know what I want?" I asked her, and she shook her head.
"I am ordering for us," she said, and proceeded to tell the person on the other line what it was she wanted. She hung up and I walked over to the balcony taking in the scene. The beach was untouched and beautiful. I couldn't think of another place I had been to that had water this blue. It was untainted and I was looking forward to swimming in it with Sookie sometime in the near future. Preferable naked, but knowing her we would have clothes on. She came over and laced her fingers through mine, laying her head on my shoulder.
"Thank you for coming with me," she said softly, and I kissed her forehead, breathing in her scent.
"Anything for you Sookie," I told her, and knew the words were true. I would do anything for her, and I couldn't seem to stop going down this road she was leading me on.
"Tomorrow will be...difficult for me," she said, and I didn't know what she meant, but I knew it was more than an assignment for her.
"I am here for you, however you need me." She looked like she was going to say something, but thought better of it. There was a knock at the door, and she jumped from the sound of it. I gave her a peck on the lips, relishing her sigh that came when I pulled back quickly to answer the door.
A man came in, wheeling in a cart with food that smelled so good. I could feel my tongue salivating from whatever was in those dishes. Sookie thanked the man and asked him to set it up on the table on the balcony. After a few minutes, he had candles lit and our plates uncovered, along with a chilled bottle of wine at the head of the table. Sookie dismissed him, and he left without another word.
I took my seat as she did, and poured us both a glass of the red wine that was brought up. We ate in silence as we watched the sunset in the background. It was the most remarkable one I had seen, and having Sookie there to share it with made it almost perfect. We finished eating and she called for the service to come clean it up. While I watched two men come in and clean up our food, she went into the bathroom and I could hear her run a bath. I wanted these men to leave so I could join her, but knew she wouldn't accept me if I did. She came out a few minutes later, wearing a white silk nighty that came up to her mid thigh. I was in trouble if she thought we could sleep in the same bed and me not touch her at all. I went into the bathroom and rinsed off in the shower, and came out dressed in only my boxers when I heard her breath hitch. She took me in, and for a moment I could see the lust surround her at my appearance. It made me feel better knowing I had the same effect on her that she did me. We climbed into the bed, not taking our eyes off each other, and turned off our lamps. I lay there for a few minutes, until I heard her voice.
"Eric?"
"Hmm?"
"Just because I said you have to keep your hands to yourself, doesn't mean you have to stay all the way over there," she whispered, and I smiled even though she couldn't see it in the dark.
"You want me closer?" I asked her, inching a little towards her, and I could hear her breathing pick up. "You can meet me in the middle," I suggested, and without hesitation she scooted closer to me, her hand reaching out and clutching to my chest. She curled up to me and I held her tightly. I could feel her warm breath against my chest as I nuzzled the top of her head.
"Good night Eric," she said sleepily.
"Nite," I said back, and was taken under by the most peaceful sleep I had in years.