At one point, she and I placed our hands on the armrest at the same moment, brushing against one another. To my shock, she took my hand and intertwined our fingers. I turned to her, and her expression held a calm I hadn’t witnessed before. Was it that little bit of wine, or had she finally come to terms with her doubts about me? My gut was even more certain that everything was going to be okay.
I felt more peace now than I had in all the time we’d known each other. I hated to say it, but this had to be at least partly because Vince was locked away. Maybe that was the entirety of the reason. All I knew was it felt like a brand-new day, and I was here for it.
“I never acknowledged the letter you sent me right after I kicked you out,” Juliette finally said.
I nodded. “It wasn’t meant to garner a response. I just needed to make sure you knew where I stood. I was feeling really hopeless when I wrote it, even if I was still determined not to lose you forever. Driving out of California after dropping it off was one of the hardest thingsI’ve ever done.” I smiled. “Even if I didn’t end up being gone for very long.”
“I’m glad you came back, Wes.”
“I had to tell my mother everything. She helped convince me I needed to lay it all on the line with you.”
“I’m so happy she didn’t hold the fact that we lied to her about our relationship against me.”
I shook my head. “She loves you.” I smiled. “She’s not the only one.”
“You promised to never give up on me.” Her eyes glistened. “You’ve really proven that.”
“I’ll never give up on you, Juliette.”
She squeezed my hand. “What now?”
I thought about how I wanted to answer that. “Back when I was hiding my real job from you, I used to discourage your suggestion that we could run away together. I couldn’t make promises when I didn’t know how you were going to react to finding out the truth.” I sighed. “But nothing is off the table now. I’ll do whatever it takes to make you happy and safe. I’ll follow you to the ends of the Earth.”
Juliette stared at me for several seconds. I’d expected her to say something in return, but not, “I’ll be right back.” Yet that’s what she told me before she got up and went down the aisle to the bathroom.
Had I upset her? I practically counted the seconds until she’d return. Then a text came in.
Juliette: My zipper is stuck. Can you come help me?
I stood from my seat and rushed down the aisle.
The moment I slipped inside the lavatory, Juliette wrapped her arms around me and pulled me close. Irealized quickly that this had nothing to do with a zipper. My dick hardened, a reminder of just how long it had been since I’d buried myself inside her.
“I neverproperlythanked you for saving my life,” she muttered over my lips. “This seems like a fun way to do it.”
“Well, if this is the way you thank me, I have to warn you that one time isn’t going to be nearly enough to pay off the debt.”
I backed Juliette against the sink. With barely any room to move, I kissed her like my life depended on it. Every ounce of me surrendered to the immense pleasure of being back in my happy place. Her smell. Her taste. I was drowning in endorphins and loving every bit of it.
She fumbled with my belt, and within seconds, I was inside of her. I paused for a moment to relish the warmth of her pussy before thrusting in and out with so much force that when the plane hit turbulence, it felt like it could’ve been caused byus. I’d normally be a little freaked out when a plane shook like this. But at the moment? I didn’t have a care in the world, other than escaping inside this woman. With each movement, I let out more and more of the frustration I’d harbored during the time we’d been apart.
“I’ve missed fucking you so much,” I murmured.
Juliette responded by moving her hips faster.
When I came, it was sudden and hard. My body shook, and I felt her hands tighten around me just before the muscles between her legs pulsed around my shaft. I pumped in and out slowly until I had nothing left to give.
As we recovered from our mile-high-club debut, I set her down and softly kissed her neck.
“I’m never letting you go again,” I whispered.
I opted to leave first and return to my seat, and I tried to pretend I didn’t notice Tommy smirking at me. I couldn’t have cared less what he thought at the moment.
About five minutes later, Juliette emerged from the bathroom. Her hair was mussed, and I knew mine must have been tousled, too. She looked like she’d been properly fucked, and I was proud to say, she had.
For the rest of the flight, Juliette leaned her head on my shoulder. We were sated and at peace. It was bliss.
We decided to turn on a movie for the last couple of hours, and the universe must have been playing with us, because the first one that popped up on the screen?Goodfellas.
