“So, I have a proposition for you,” Lex whispered into my ear after we’d overindulged in food and drink.
Feeling quite satisfied, with a full belly and a tad sleepy, I stretched up my arms, turning my head to give him a look of being very interested in whatever he might be proposing. His breath, still smelling sweet from the wine, and a little spicy from the herbed oil we’d dipped our bread in, bathed my face. The smell of liquor on his breath I found sexy as hell. Not to mention that the few drinks I’d consumed had me relaxed and actually carefree, a winning combination headed toward ‘yes’ when the man of your dreams asks you anything.
Nuzzling into his body, my nose in his neck, taking in the earthy scent of his skin, I waited to hear what exactly he had in mind. I gave him my big doe eyes, acting all innocent to having any knowledge of what he was proposing. Actually, I didn’t know if he was talking about now or once we got to the island, but either way, I was in the mood to kiss him, so I’d gone for sexy myself, hoping I could pull it off.
“Are you interested in becoming a member of the mile high club?” He inquired, his voice all business-like, yet shady as if he’d just asked me if I wanted to open a new checking account or invest in some beach condo, while neither were actually legit. “This is a private jet. The pilots won’t come out, so we essentially have this large couch to ourselves. Seems big enough for a few naked bodies to work some magic together.”
“Couches seem to be becoming our thing today. As well, making love in places that are not ours,” I responded, heat rising to my face, though I couldn’t wait to join him on this adventure.
“You don’t seem like you have a problem with that,” he retorted, a mischievous light now glimmering in his eyes to match the crooked grin I was getting.
“Not at all,” I agreed, lifting my mouth up to his. “I don’t have a problem being with you anywhere we can get away with it. In fact, while you are confident that the pilots will stay put, the slight chance of that door opening only heightens the excitement.”
“Ah, an adventurer. I like that, especially where I am concerned. You give yourself to me so willingly that it does something to my heart, which only adds to the hardness of my cock. A real snowball effect of love and lust. I’m head over heels in love with you, Christina. I hope you know that.”
I only nodded, concentrating on squelching the tears this time, all those that misted my eyes. When his lips hit mine, if I’d had any hint of hesitation at all, it vanished as my heart skipped a beat and my stomach fluttered in response. The lust in his eyes made having him touch me my sole focus. So, I stood up and toed off my flats. Then I wiggled out of my simple, dark-colored dress pants, which pretty much matched the brown tint of my hair.
Nira had gotten these for me, along with a few other changes of clothes for the trip. I’d made a big deal out of it. How often did a virtual stranger buy you a small wardrobe? I wasn’t even sure when she’d gone out, or if she’d ordered and had them delivered. I assumed that with her means she could do that. She said, in her line of work, shopping for those they cared for was a regular part of the assignment.
Now, I let the generous gift, which to my amazement fit perfectly, drop to the floor without a care for it wrinkling. When Lex let out a deep groan of appreciation for such a move, I continued the dance by slowly unbuttoning my silk dress shirt, and letting that too become a puddle of cream on the floor at my feet. I stood there before him in only my practical bra and panties set, also thanks to Nira. It did have a nice satin finish, though, that went well with the coloring of my skin.
As his eyes glanced over me, taking me in from head to toe, the gleam in his eye combined with a smirk to move my shaking hands to get rid of the last of the material covering me. The man made me feel model-worthy, despite my generous curves. His gaze alone had my nipples already pebbling and my pussy growing wet. His nod, followed by a gesture of his head to sit on the table in front of him, tightened my stomach, and had me luxuriating in the erotic thrill of obedience as I lowered my naked ass to it, leaving my legs slightly parted for effect.
As he sat up, he grabbed my knees, forcing my legs open, and exposing me to him. My inner walls pulsed to be touched while he just looked. Even though the room had been plenty warm, my warm, moist folds registered the change in temperature as the air in the cabin met them. I shivered, sitting up straighter, letting my thighs fall further open until I felt the stretch. If I could have managed it, my hips would have lifted me off the table, giving him a better look.