“Baby, this is just the start. Oh, fuck you are so tight!”
“Sebastian!”
His name on my lips is a husky sob of delight and Seb’s grunt of approval surges him on. Pounding into me hard and fast withdrawing to the tip, rotating his hips before slamming into me again. Intense and sweaty and downright dirty. The control is there but he is teetering on the edge, as I clutch at the bed sheets, and his mouth seeks my breast, I groan as his tongue laps at my erect nipple, warmth flooding through me and pooling between my legs; the sparks igniting around my clit as his pelvis rubs against me - I’m nearly there.
My heart is beating so fast, my bottom swivelling to meet his punishing pumps, tight pussy sucking on him. God he’s big, he is practically touching my womb. Fuck me!
“You want it harder, baby? With my pleasure.”
I must have spoken aloud. He clasps an ankle and lifts my leg to his shoulder, maintaining his grip. My pelvis tilts, giving him better access and scissoring my trembling body onto his cock. My tits begin to bounce as he surges into me, the only sound our panting and the slapping noise of his balls hitting my body.
“Look at me. Let us watch one another when we come.”
My eyes lock onto his, glittering black and sexy as hell, the message clear; don’t look away. I shiver as I’m stretched further and feel the first twitches of his undoing. The moment is so profound that the stirrings of my own climax takes me unawares. I cry out in surprise, closing my eyes to capture the pleasure, just for a second.
“Look at me, Lucia.”
They fly open on his command and heat burns over my clitoris, just seeing my wanton reflection in his honest eyes, full of fire and lust. His balls tighten, his grip on my breast too and I watch as his lips roll white; I know he is about to come.
“Come inside me.” I repeat my earlier invitation.
“Fuck!”
He explodes as I tighten around his cock, waves of delight so extreme I jerk with the violence of them. I can feel his semen gush inside me, the condom not enough of a barrier to stop the sensation of hot arousal.
He bucks into me, twitching the last remnants of his love inside before collapsing and cradling me to his body. I smile into his beautiful face, cupping it with both palms as I kiss him with every part of my being. This man is everything to me and I will my feelings to pour from my eyes to his.
“I’m addicted to you.” He nuzzles against my nose, with his to soften the ferocity of our lovemaking as our heartbeats slow, to a normal rhythm.
I know how he feels and a sliver of fear shoots through me at the fierceness of my feelings for this man.
“Me too.”
“I seriously can’t get enough of you.”
Moving from me, the cold hits my body immediately but not because I’m chilled; I crave his skin, his touch, his lips at all times. The bed dips as he disappears for a few seconds before returning to the bed to envelope me within his arms and once again I feel complete. His gentle kiss at my temple encourages me to curl into his embrace, my bottom pushing against his cock, which is solid once again. I turn to question with raised brows.
“It rarely goes down in your company, my darling. Damned nuisance if you’re not around.” His deep throated chuckle is full of sex and play. “Not going to be a problem this trip though - you’re going to be fucked in so many ways and so many places you won’t be able to walk straight when I’m finished with you.”
The words are whispered into my ear, his fingers stroking my hair back from my neck in unison, alighting the erogenous zones there. “Your throat will be red raw from calling my name as I eat your juicy pussy and send you spiralling over the edge.” A kiss lands on my shoulder and my nipple puckers in response. “And your body will be aching for my touch…” His fingers pinch my nipple, elongating it and brushing delicately back and forth. “…only my touch, at all times. Every time you think about me, you’ll have a memory of me licking that plump clit of yours, burying myself between your thighs, pinning you against a wall, my tongue in every orifice. There will be nothing between us, baby.”
I consider his words, my pussy becoming slicker by the second, so turned on by the dirty talk before I respond. “Do you promise?”
“Always.”
We kiss deeply, unspoken feelings uncoiling and pouring from us passionately. “ I think I could get used to flying like this - this hasn’t stressed me at all.”
“You could, could you?” his chuckle is a lovely sound, echoing within the cabin bedroom.
“Oh yes - but I’m not sure what we just participated in should be called the Mile High club…”