Dylan stirs, slowly opening his eyes and reclining his seat, then he focuses his attention on me.
“Good evening. Did you sleep well?” I ask.
“Surprisingly, yes,” he replies.
“I know, once you recline these seats all the way down it’s like sleeping on air, which is kind of ironic right now considering we are in the air.”
“Where are we?” he asks.
“Somewhere above the North Carolina sea. Cruising at thirty-five thousand feet, I’d say we’re about halfway. Which means … ”
I unbuckle my seatbelt and get out of my seat, then slowly walk toward the man sitting opposite me. I get down on myknees and spread his legs apart and position myself between his thighs.
“We still have plenty of time to kill,” I continue, pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth.
“What did you have in mind?” he asks.
“A lot of things. But the one thing that comes to mind is a little activity that involves my mouth and your cock,” I tell him.
“Can you be more specific?” he inquires.
“I could … perhaps it would be easier if I just showed you,” I reply, loosening the knot on his sweatpants.
He quickly grabs a firm hold of my hand. “Wait, you mean here andnow?” he asks horrified.
“Well, this is why they call it the mile high club, right?”
I lower my hand down the inside of his pants and curl my fingers around his cock and squeeze.
“Holy shit,” he groans.
“There are only two ways this can go. I can either give you a blow job right here, right now. Or …” as the word rolls off my tongue, I lean forward and press my lips closer to his ear and whisper, “I give you a blow job, right here, right now.”
“Really? Those are my only choices?”
I squeeze his cock a little tighter, making the man squirm and almost falling out of his seat. I am so fucking aroused right now that I could pound the guy three ways to Sunday, but torturing him instead is much more fun. I see the desire in his eyes and I know that he wants me to play with him just as much as I want to play with him. With my fingers still curled around his dick, the realization hits me, Dylan is the first man I’ve ever taken on my plane. I normally travel alone, and the fact that he’s sitting here with me makes this all very …real.
Shit!
Is this seriously happening? Am I actually falling for the guy? I mean, of course I’m falling, in fact, I’ve fallen. Dylan has taken me, and I’ve taken him, and there’s certainly no going back from that, and honestly, I don’t fucking want to. This is a man that I plan on spending the rest of my life showing him just how much I love him.Love …well, fuck, my mind has completely gone too much and now I’m a delirious teenager who’s fallen in love.
“Just let me have my way with your cock, and I promise I’ll make it worth your while,” I tell him, squeezing him some more.
“Yessss,” he hisses.
With no further warning, he slides his pants and underwear down. I crawl out of the way and lower them the rest of the way down to his ankles, then move closer to him again. I kiss the inside of his thighs, slowly making my way up to his groin where I lick his balls, then angle his stiff cock upward so that I can lick it underneath. When my tongue reaches the tip, I give it a lick, teasing him and making him wriggle in his seat once more. Not wanting to waste any more time, I part my lips and wrap them around his dick and begin sucking. He lets out several loud curses, and I slide my palm up the top of his clothes, and when I get to his mouth, I slide my index finger between his lips and he sucks on it in rhythm with the movement of my lips. I can feel his dick pulsate inside my mouth and taste his precum. Removing my lips from his dick, I insert another finger inside his mouth, and with his talented lips, he sucks on them too. I nuzzle in deeper and suck on the skin around the root of his hard-on and torment the fuck out of his dick before sliding it back between my lips. Shoving his hips forward, Dylan drives his cock deeper, fucking my mouth with it.
“You’re a goddamn fucking menace,” I hear him say.
I continue to suck on his dick, and when we run into some unexpected turbulence, I accidentally bite down on his swollen flesh.
“Argh,” he curses from above.
I remove my mouth from around his cock and look down at his dick, it’s starting to go red, and the bite mark is evident.
“Fuck. I’m so sorry. Are you okay?” I ask.
“Yeah, I think so.”
