Eyes squeezed shut, she squirmed beneath me breathlessly before she finally got the words out. “I had an ovarian cyst removed.”
“Laparoscopic?” I asked, and she nodded quickly, as I left a soft kiss there. “I didn’t know.” I hummed, holding her a little tighter.
“Outpatient, one-day thing at Montclair.” She panted as I swept my tongue over the scar and then lower, making her practically whine, “Carter.”
I hooked my fingers into her stretchy yoga pants. “Do I have your enthusiastic permission to remove these?” I murmured with a smug grin, even while I watched her closely.
“Yeah.” She nodded breathlessly. “Always.”
“You know the rules. You want to stop at any point. We do.” I slowly dragged the soft fabric down her legs, trying to steady myown breath as I gave a tug at each of her feet, releasing her. I threw the stretchy thing across the cockpit. “We won’t be needing those for quite some time.” I grinned, knowing the pilot was just making long loops in the air, killing time?—
It was me! I was the pilot!And I’d never loved it so much as I did right now.
“Carter?” She suddenly propped herself up on her elbows, and I immediately halted. “If you think I taste gross, just—” She couldn’t find the words, and I tried to give her a minute, to let her speak, but I honestly couldn’t bear to let her finish the thought. “Nothing about you is gross, and I want you to stop saying that about yourself.” I rasped, heartbroken, as I gripped the base of her skull and kissed her hard, hoping she’d finally believe me. “Baby, I can promise you, this is a feast I’ve been thinking about consuming for a very long while now.”
A breathless, “Really?”
“Uh yeah.” I nodded, eyeing the matching red lace underwear and the damp spot currently waiting for me.
“Please don’t be weird if you think I taste bad.” She pleaded as I descended.
“It’s not going to be a problem, but if it makes you feel better—I promise,I won’t be weird.” I shook my head, we were definitely going to have to work on that one.
“Thanks.” she said hilariously formally as she stared up into the sky.
“You may want to save your thanks for later.” I panted as I dragged the soft lace down her legs, flinging it against the window like a slingshot, earning me a nervous little laugh. “You’re not getting those back, by the way.” I warned, sinking into the captain’s chair.
She swallowed hard as I lowered my shoulders between her legs and pushed her thighs apart. “I wouldn’t dream of it.” Her voice was wafer-thin.
“Good, because I’m keeping those as a souvenir.” My breath caught in my throat as I took her in,fucking gorgeous,utterlysoaked, and fluttering desperately for me. “Baby,” I groaned, “Is this all for me?” The smell of her alone was nearly enough to make me lose it.
“Mhmm.” She squirmed as I lifted a knee over my shoulder and pressed a kiss to the inside of it.
“You’re safe with me.” I murmured, inching my way up her leg. “Always.”
“I know.” She rasped as I kissed a path up to her inner thighs, loving the show as she quivered beneath me, glistening.
“Look at you, already squirming.” I hummed with a chuckle, moving closer and closer to the main attraction. I watched her when I finally brushed my lips over her shiny, swollen clit, and it earned me a sharp gasp before she immediately clapped a hand over her mouth, covering a strangled cry.
“No, sweetheart, I want to hear you.” I hummed possessively as I immediately pulled her arm down. “I want to hear how good I makemy girlfeel. Let me have this.” I begged.
“Oh, fuck, Carter.” She whimpered, writhing under me when I licked a wide path up her center. “That feels incredible.”
“Atta girl. Keep using your voice.” I rasped, relishing in the flutter of her against my tongue as I went to work, worshipping her body with my mouth. “You know how fucking sexy you are, laid out like my own personal buffet, with the sky as your tablecloth?”
“Holy shit.” She gasped, hands flying to the glass above her as I devoured her ruthlessly.
“Yeah?” I crooned, lips glistening. “What about this?” I slid two fingers inside of her, cock twitching at how easily they slid in, at how tight and warm she was.
Her hands speared into my hair, pulling hard. “Oh God, oh God, oh God.”
“God’s not coming to save you now, Sarafina.” I warned, licking my lips. “You’re all mine, but I promise I’ll take you straight to heaven.”
“Y-yes.” She moaned as I razed my teeth over her clit and then soothed it with my tongue.
“You like that?” I threaded one hand around her leg and pressed on her stomach, meeting my fingers inside her.
She was so fucking beautiful. My undoing.
