Over the next two months, Breanne found each day going by painfully slow as she counted down the time until she would get to see James again. Every night, if time allowed they would talk on the phone until one of them fell asleep. After guiding James through how to do so, they eventually added in video calls, which they both looked forward to every day. Somehow, even with being far apart, they found themselves falling more in love with the other each passing day.

After what felt like an eternity, that special day finally arrived, and Breanne found herself waiting impatiently for her flight to land so she could be reunited with the man she adored. Looking out the window, she watched as the city of Los Angeles slowly grew closer, until finally they came to a stop. Trying not to bounce out of her seat with excitement, she tightly clutched her purse as she waited for the okay to exit the plane, repeatedly telling herself in her head to take slow, deep breaths to stay calm.

As soon as they were given permission to leave, Breanne was out of her seat and in the aisle, trying to make her way through the other passengers as quickly as possible. Once in the airport, she made her way to the baggage claim where she found both her luggage and a gentleman holding a sign waiting patiently for her.

"Hi, I'm Breanne," she introduced herself, and politely shook his hand.

"Are you ready to get going, miss?" He asked, and when she nodded he lead the way out of the airport and to the limo he would be driving.

She thanked him when he opened the door for her, and stopped in her tracks when she found herself looking into a pair of warm blue eyes. Quickly gathering her thoughts, she gave a squeal of excitement and lunged toward James, both men chuckling as he caught her and the driver shut the door.

"You're here! You're really here," she commented as she clung to him tightly, her face buried in his neck. After a long moment, she finally pulled back and added, "I didn't know you'd be coming along to pick me up."

"Our last day wrapped up early, so I thought I'd surprise you," he explained, smiling warmly at her. "I'm so happy to see you again."

Breanne touched his cheek affectionately. "I'm happy to see you, too," she replied, smiling back, and leaned forward to kiss him. Quickly, their pent up urges got the better of them, making the kiss grow hotter and more desperate with each touch. She gave a soft mewl of surprise when he suddenly pulled her into his lap, to where she was straddling him. Sighing his name, she rubbed shamelessly against him, the feeling of him growing beneath her letting her know the need she felt was mutual.

Suddenly grasping her jaw, forcing her to pull back, he commanded in a low tone, "Get on yours knees."

A rush of heat going to her clit at his words, she quickly scrambled to where she was kneeling between his legs. She watched as he swiftly undid his jeans and reached inside, freeing that massive cock she had been longing for. Desperate to taste him, she immediately took him as far down her throat as she could, closing her eyes when his hands entangled in her hair and he took over the pace. She gave soft noises of approval as she allowed him to fuck her mouth, unable to get enough of him.

"Good girl," he whispered, tightening his hold on her hair as his hips started arching up. Glancing up at him, she watched him as her hand wandered down between her thighs. When he noticed this, he growled at the sight of her pleasuring herself while pleasuring him. Gritting his teeth, he forced himself to pull her back, and before she could react her pulled her back up and onto his lap, crushing his lips against hers as he feverishly stroked her body.

"Fuck me...please fuck me..." she quietly begged, once more rubbing against him.

James simply stared up at her, enjoying hearing her beg. "What an appropriate outfit," he commented, avoiding her request, and let his hands wander beneath the skirt of her dress.

She softly whimpered when his hands grew close to where she ached the most for him, but never quite reached it. He did this repeatedly, teasing her until he could feel her thighs trembling`. Finally having pity, he tugged hard on the tiny thong she had been wearing, tearing the flimsy material in half, and buried two of his fingers inside her, his thumb stroking her swollen clit as he fingerfucked her. Her hips took on a mind of their own, making her ride his hand as she bit back her whimpers. "I want to hear you," he commented, watching her as he quickened his motions.

"But...the driver..." she gasped, panting as she went to bury her face in his shoulder, when he once more grasped a handful of her hair and forced her head back.

"I said. I want. To hear you," he repeated slowly in a dangerously low tone, and she quickly nodded, letting out a gasp followed quickly by a small cry. "There's my obedient little girl," he murmured, caressing her cheek in a gentle gesture as his fingers quickened even more within her.

"Please...please..." she begged, unable to handle waiting any longer. Finally to the point of being unable to hold off any longer, he forced her to raise up, and once positioned he slammed her down on his aching cock. "Fuck," she cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders, and kissed him urgently as she started moving her hips. James returned the kiss willingly, grasping her ass as he forced her to move at the pace he desired. The back of the limo filled with the sounds of their lovemaking; heavy breathing, whimpers and moans, the occasional slap of his hand against her ass, and the slick sound of their movements.

"Come with me, Bree," he panted, teetering on the edge of bliss, and when she cried out her own release, squeezing him as she came on his cock, he finally let go, his nails digging into her hips as he moaned his pleasure. Once it passed, they collapsed back against the seat, holding tightly to one another as they caught their breath. After a moment, he could feel her beginning to pepper his face with kisses, and could not help but to grin at this. She was too damn cute. Gently grasping her face, he tenderly kissed her lips, caressing her hair and face lovingly.

When she once more pulled back to look at him, she simply stared for a moment before saying, "Hi."

James smirked at this. "Hi," he replied simply, making her giggle, and pulled her back against him as he enveloped her in his strong arms. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she buried herself into him, and remaining silent they simply held onto one another. When they finally pulled apart, they straightened themselves up the best they could, and went right back to holding onto each other. "How was your flight?" he asked, stroking her hair when she rested her head on his shoulder.

"It was fine, quicker than I had expected. Although the person behind me kept kicking my seat. I wanted to scream by the end of the flight." James chuckled at this. "How was your last day of production? Did everything go alright today?"

"It did, everything finished up perfectly. It felt like it took an eternity, though, because I was anxious to see you."

Breanne smiled up at him. "I've been anxious to see you as well, it still feels a little surreal you're actually here."

"I promise, I'm here," he reassured her, and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "I'm so glad I get you all to myself for the next two weeks."

"Me too, I've been waiting to see you since you left." Simply smiling at this, James once more kissed her. "So what are your plans for right now?"

"I thought we'd go to the hotel I made reservations at, get settled, and go from there."

"Fine by me," Breanne replied, resting her head back on his shoulder. James then paged the driver, informing him to take them to their destination, and it was only a few minutes later they were slowing to a stop. Once checked into their room, the two of them made their way to the top of the building, where the suite he had paid for waited patiently for them. "Holy shit, James, this had to cost a fortune," she gasped as she gawked at her surroundings, finally looking back at him in disbelief. "You really didn't have to do this, I would have been happy with anything as long as you were involved."

He smiled at her. "I know, but I wanted to do this for you- for us. You deserve the world, and I would give you that willingly if I could." She smiled back, and simply leaned up to kiss him. "Go get comfortable in the bedroom area, I have a few calls I need to make. I'll be in there shortly," he added, and gave her one more kiss before watching her walk into the other room.

Around thirty minutes later, James finally made his way into the bedroom of their suite, and couldn't help but to grin when he found Breanne lying on her tummy in nothing but a tiny pair of shorts which barely covered her ass, her legs idly swinging in the air as she looked at her phone. He noted to himself she had made herself at home right away, and found her both adorable and sexy as hell in that moment. Silently making his way to the bed, he studied her for a moment longer before making his presence known by firmly grasping a handful of her ass. She jumped slightly and quickly looked back, giving a small giggle when she saw it was just James. "I was wondering when you were going to get in here," she commented as he joined her on the bed.

"Sorry my calls took so long."

"It's okay, you're here now."

James smiled at this. "What would you like to do today? I can take you around parts of the city, if you'd like."

"As much as I've been anticipating exploring the city, I think today I want to just stay in with you. I want naked cuddles, bubble baths and cheesy movies," she replied, turning on her side to face him.

He gave a small chuckle. "I think that sounds perfect, sweetheart," he stated as he tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. As he lowered his hand, he softly caressed her arm, and moved lower to run his hand along the curve of her hip. Breanne watched the look of lust slowly fill his eyes as his gaze wandered over her, a pulse striking up between her thighs as she watched his expression. Her eyes closed when his fingertips began to follow the trail of his eyes, and smiled softly when she felt him trace the outline of a tattoo here and there. "Lie back," he quietly commanded, and keeping her eyes closed she did as he asked. She sighed when his hand covered one of her breasts, and finally reopened her eyes when she felt him move.

She watched him as he moved down the bed, and raised an eyebrow when he grasped at the waist of her shorts. "Are you wanting something?" she asked, her stomach giving a small leap when he suddenly tugged the article of clothing down her legs.

He glanced back up at her. "I missed the taste of you," he replied simply, and before she could react he firmly pulled her thighs apart and buried his face between her legs, giving slow laps against her clit as he enjoyed the taste of her. Breanne whimpered as he teased her, grabbing at his shoulders and arms as he explored her thoroughly. It wasn't long before she already felt a orgasm building.

"Shit...James..." she panted, and cried out as he brought her to a trembling climax. He continued his administrations until she weakly pushed at his shoulders, and finally pulled back, watching her for a moment before making his way back up her. Before she knew what was happening, she felt him grasp her wrists, and quickly they were tied tightly to the headboard. Opening her eyes, she looked up at her hands, and then back at him.

"What-" she started to ask, when he suddenly clamped his hand over her mouth.

"I don't want to hear a single fucking sound come out of your mouth. Is that clear?" he growled in that low tone which always made her clit tingle. With wide eyes, she simply nodded, and when he pulled his hand away she saw him reach into his pocket. Before she could grasp what was happening, he had slipped something over her eyes, casting her vision into darkness. For a moment, she laid there in complete silence, and began to wonder if he had left when she suddenly felt his hand on her thigh, making her jump. As he slowly trailed his fingers over her thighs and torso, she could feel her entire body break out in goosebumps as he heart beat loudly in her ears. "You are the softest thing I've ever touched," he whispered in her ear, making her jump from feeling his lips brush against her ear. Her eyes drifted shut when he teasingly nipped at her earlobe, not noticing him him moving around, and jumped again when suddenly she felt a strong vibration pressed snugly against her clit. Remembering his demand, she clenched her teeth as she breathed in sharply to avoid crying out, her reaction making him grin smugly.

"I'm sorry, is there something you're wanting to say?" he asked innocently, and she shook her head, her hands grasping at the headboard when he started moving the vibrator in slow circles. "What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?" he added, and she shook her head harder, biting her lip hard when his movements began to quicken. When he noticed her hips starting to move against his administrations, he leaned back in and murmured in her ear, "I think you're lying to me, aren't you? You want to beg me to make you come, don't you?" Giving a whimper so tiny he barely heard it, she finally nodded, her thighs trembling by this point. "Is that what you want? Do you want me to make you come?" he added, his words a soft whisper by this point, and again she nodded. Wanting to get her there, he moved to where he was kneeling between her thighs, and continuing to move the vibrator he suddenly slid two fingers within her, making her bite back the muffled noise in the back of her throat. His cock painfully hard by this point from seeing her but wanton and defenseless before him, he decided to end his torture and quickly moved both his fingers within her and the vibrator over her clit. Amazingly, aside from her heavy breathing she remained completely silent. "Let me hear you. Tell me how good I make you feel."

As soon as he said this, Breanne immediately let out a mixture of a moan and a sigh of relief. "Fuck, that feels so good. Please, James...please..."

"Please what?" he asked, yanking the blindfold off of her to allow her to see him.

"Please make me come," she begged once their gazes finally met, her eyes full of pleading and desperation. Her eyes rolled back when he started curling his fingers up just right, and tugged impatiently at her restraints. "Fuck...oh fuck...oh god, I'm coming!" she cried out, her entire body clenched, and James groaned when he felt her spams around his fingers. When she finally slumped back, he gently pulled both the vibrator and his hand away, and carefully untied her hands before stretching out alongside her. When she reopened her eyes to look up at him, he pushed her hair back from her face and kissed her softly. When they pulled apart, she surprised him by pushing on his shoulders to have him roll over, and quickly moved over him.

"Yes?" He asked in an amused tone.

"You aren't the only one who gets to have fun, here," she stated, making him give a small chuckle, and kissed him once more before moving down him. When she became level with his waist, she quickly unzipped his pants and reached inside, freeing him from his cloth restraints.

James watched her intently as she gave him slow strokes, before leaning down to press a light kiss to the tip of his cock. He gave a small gasp when her tongue darted out to give him a small lick, and followed it with a moan when she finally took him down her throat. "God, Bree," he sighed, his head falling back as his fingers tangled in her hair. Having missed this, she took her time pleasuring him, alternating between sucking and licking his engorged cock. When he glanced down, he found her watching him, and lovingly stroked her face before once more grabbing her hair. When she felt his hips starting to arch up into her, she applied more suction, her action pulling a moan from him. His breathing turned to pants as he grew close, and he cursed when it suddenly hit him, his grip on her hair growing painfully tight as she swallowed down every last drop. When he finally grew limp, she let him fall from her mouth and moved back up to where she was level with him. When he looked back up at her he took her into his arms, kissing her tenderly before pulling her to him. Snuggling into him, she rested her head on his chest, and remaining silent the two of them fell asleep holding onto each other.