In and out, in and out. He keeps a steady pace, like he doesn’t have a care in the world. When his tongue flicks my clit, my body tightens and electricity tingles deep in my spine.
“So close…” I pant out. “More… Mark. I need… more…” I beg.
Adding another digit, he presses deep and curls his fingers to massage my inner wall.
“Holy fuck… Right… There…” I fist my fingers into his hair and grind my pussy onto his face. The moment he sucks the nub of my clit into his mouth and flicks it with his tongue, I see fucking stars.
My entire body convulses, and it’s all I can do to just ride wave after wave of this endless pleasure. When my tremors eventually still, I can’t help but wonder, “What. The. Fuck. Did you just do to me?”
Pushing my thighs further apart to make room for his shoulders, he grins down from above me. “I can’t be certain, but I think I just found my new favorite pastime. That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever experienced.”
“You’re ridiculous, Lancaster,” I feign nonchalance, but truth be told, my body zings to life at his declaration.
That was freaking hot.
I may never look at this countertop the same way again.
Brushing loose strands from my face, he kisses me tenderly.
Gah, this man knows just how to melt me from the inside out.
When he pulls back, he says, “I truly did have plans to take you somewhere. Care to get dressed so I can steal you away?”
Thirty minutes later, we’re at the airfield, and he’s going through the last of his pre-flight checks. I’m sitting beside him in a freaking cockpit of all places, and we’re about to take off.
He still won’t tell me where we’re going, but he’s assured me it won’t be far.
As soon as we’re cleared for takeoff, Mark does all the things necessary to get us safely down the short runway and into the air. My stomach dips as we climb higher and higher.
Until we’re settled, I focus on the luscious green peaks of the hillside in the distance. Seeing it from the road is one thing, but up in the sky, where there are no obstructions, I fully grasp the vastness of these beautiful forests near Seaside.
“So, what do you think?” Mark asks once we’ve leveled off.
The sky is turning various shades of pink and orange as the sun begins to set. “I’ve never seen the coast from this perspective. It’s incredible.”
A wide grin spreads across Mark’s features, and he nods. “I thought you might say that. Let’s take a peek at the bridge in Astoria, then we’ll head south along the coast for a bit.”
“Everything looks so small,” I whisper in wonderment.
“Oh, look, there’s the elk.” I point to a clearing just outside of town. “There must be close to a hundred of them bedding down in that field.”
“I’m always in awe at just how many live outside our beaten paths.”
“No kidding, though we see them at my parents’ place from time to time.”
“For some reason, my grandkids call them fuzzy butts.” Mark chuckles. “Now, I can’t ever see them and not want to do the same. Milli, my oldest, can spot them from miles away.”
“That’s adorable,” I muse as the Astoria bridge comes into view.
The water from the Columbia River shimmers in the light as a large cargo ship passes under the highest part of the bridge.
“Wow…” I gasp. “The mountains are out.” In the distance, I can spot both Mount St. Helens and Mount Adams behind it. Living on the other side of the coastal range, I often forget we’re this close to the Cascades, too.
“You ready to head south? We can fly over our place and turn around after we check out Haystack Rock, if you’d like.”
Within minutes, we’re zipping along the coast. Everything appears small in comparison to us.
“Look here.” Mark points to a neighborhood below. “That’s where we live, and over here is where my girls live. Oh, damn, there they are. That’s Lanie and Ryan with their kids out on the back deck of Mom’s place. Carter is six, and Candace is five. She loves everything that’s pony related, and he’s a Lego fiend, much like Jason and Josh.”
