“Oh?” I can tell she’s dying to ask, but she’s too well trained to pry.
“Yeah, just ask your boyfriends when you get five. They’ll tell you all about it.” Her eyebrows jump as I point to the cockpit door.
“You know about our lifestyle?” I snort, unable to contain my amusement.
“Honey, you’re the reason that I find myself with five boyfriends of my own. Nana thinks every woman should be living your life. She thinks you’re the bee’s knees, and everyone listens to Nana.”
Her eyes light up. “Grace is a hoot. She always makes me sit down and tell her all about my dates and partners. I was on holiday when they picked you up, and I was sorry to have missed them.”
“She missed you too. When we get back, you should come over for dinner and bring Chris and James and whoever else is part of your family. I know everyone would love to have you.”
“That would be awesome. I know the family fundraiser is coming up soon, and we always get an invite to that, but it’s usually filled with ass kissers hoping the Summers are going to donate to their cause that year. Family dinner sounds like a perfect alternative. In the meantime, ya know, since I’ve got you here and all, tell me about what’s going on with Jacinta. I haven't had a chance to talk to her, but she looks very cozy with that fine tall drink of Southern she brought on board.”
Jilly and I gossip a little longer as I tell her about Jacinta and her want-to-be harem. The galley fills with the smell of popcorn, and I finally take pity on Kai. But before I extract him from Veronica’s clutches, I ask Jilly for a favor.
“Could you please give us fifteen minutes or so, then send Veronica to deliver the first round of snacks? Oh, and maybe hang back here for a little while longer before following unless you want to catch the show.” Her eyes widen with surprise, but she quickly agrees to my request. “And I’m sorry if she ends up in a foul mood for the rest of the trip.”
She waves a hand at me. “She’s always in a foul mood with me. She doesn't approve of my ‘selfish choices’ and never fails to make digs. I've learned to tune her out.”
I give Jilly a hug. “Thanks, I’ve had fun talking. When I get sick of action movies, maybe we can talk a little more?”
Her smile is more gentle this time, and she’s lost a little of the brittleness she had when talking about Veronica. “I’d love that.” Alright, maybe another new friend for me. I can totally nail this whole social thing. But for now… to crush a certain bitchy flight attendant’s dreams.
“Come on, Kai. I believe our family is waiting for us.” I drag him from Veronica, feeling her filthy stare boring into my back as we walk away, but we don’t get very far. I push the door open to the master bedroom and pull Kai into it.
“What?” he stammers, eyes wide as I spin him around and force him against the wall, leaving the door open a good crack.
“Do you want to make up for Veronica rubbing your indiscretions in my face?” I ask him as my hands wander over that chest. I can’t help it. I love the feel of his pecs under my fingers, all perky and round and hard. And here he is, looking so delicious and tasty andmine. I’m ready to resume our sexual relationship, and now is the perfect time.
Even though he nods, he’s still looking a little confused, so I kiss him hard.
“Good! You’re going to initiate me into the mile-high club by bending me over that bed and making me scream so loudly that little miss inappropriate hears us when she walks by to take the others their snacks.”
The confusion disappears, replaced with an understanding that’s quickly followed by hunger. “Yes, ma'am, your wish is my command.” Yanking my top over my head and discarding it somewhere behind me, he fuses his mouth to mine as he removes my bra in one quick movement then reverses our positions. His tongue tangles with mine, and before I know it, I’m dry humping his leg and begging for more. I think the open door is doing more for me than I thought it would. The idea that anyone could walk by and see—or even join in—is intoxicating.
My hands scramble to remove my clothes, but before I can start on his, he moves me to the bed, bending me over it, pushing my legs further apart, and trailing little kisses all the way down my spine as I pant in anticipation. His touch moves away, and I’m left waiting and wanting until I feel his hands run up the inside of my thighs and his warm breath blowing across my dripping folds. Not torturing me any longer, he dives in. Unlike our previous encounter, which was unhurried, this is a frenzy of sensation as he devours me, drawing feral sounds from my mouth.
“Fuck yes, Kai, oh fuck,” I cry as he feasts on my aching pussy. Thrusting two fingers deep, he leans back, taking that talented tongue away from me.
“God, you’re delicious. Your cunt is gripping my fingers so tight. It’s going to feel amazing around my dick.” Another moan leaves my mouth as his dirty talk makes me squirm. He pulls his fingers out, and when I turn my head to watch him stand up, he thrusts them into his mouth and sucks them clean before slapping my bare ass. A surprised squeal slips out of my mouth, and the grin that takes over his face is almost desperately feral.
Peeling his shirt off, I can’t look away as he drags his sweats and underwear down his thick thighs. His cock bobs free, the precum at its tip telling me just how excited he is for this moment. Once his sweats pool at his feet, he fists his thick length and lines up with my aching core. “Don’t hold back, Harlow. I want Veronica to hear me giving you pleasure so there’s no mistake who our girl is.”
And with those words, he slams home, railing into me like nothing he’s shared with me before. I couldn't control the sounds coming out of my mouth even if I tried. His hands are going to leave bruises on my hips, but I don’t care. Each time I feel that little twinge of soreness, it’ll just remind me of this moment between the two of us. How could I be mad about that? His hips continue to snap forward, his thick length hitting all the right spots as I arch my back and lock my knees, meeting each thrust with my own passion. As he continues his punishing pace, my hands fist the bed in front of me. The amount of pleasure he’s wringing from me is already so overwhelming. I can barely stand to hold my head up, so I let it drop, moaning loudly enough that Veronica will be ready to claw my eyes out once we leave this room.
“Please, Kai,” I plead, my voice a desperate rasp.
His hands unclench from my hips, those strong fingers of his parting my butt cheeks instead, and a finger circles my back entrance, creating another kind of sensation. My knees almost buckle when I feel him drag lubrication back from my leaking pussy.
“Do you like that?” he growls, his thrusts not faulting for a moment. “Do you like my finger in your ass?” He pushes it in a little further. There’s a slight sting of pain, but soon I’m begging.
“Please, Kai?”
His finger slips a little more. “Have you been fucked here before, Harlow?” he asks before he leans down and runs his tongue up my spine. The teasing bastard blows on the trail, following his tongue’s path, and I’m about ready to lose it. That cool whisper of air makes me shiver, jostling his finger and his cock in the most delicious way.
“Yes, but not for a while,” I pant out as I wiggle backward, his finger sliding even deeper with my motion.
“You know what I would like to see? I’d like to see you take my cock in your ass as you ride Thomas. Would you like that?” As he asks, his other hand slips around to my clit. With that image in my mind and a flick of his finger, I explode, screaming my orgasm so loudly I’m sure James and Chris hear it in the cockpit.
