She sobs out my name, breathless. “I can’t— Zach, Ican’t—”
“You can and you will.” I lap at the mess I’ve made. “Youloveit when I eat your pussy.”
I keep going. Tongue, fingers, mouth, until she’s spent and limp. A beautiful, trembling ruin. Sky’s chest rises and falls fast, eyes rolled back with a lazy, blissed smile curving her lips. She literally glows and I let myself bask in the sheer miracle of her.
Kissing my way up her belly, I claim every inch as mine. When I reach her mouth, I don’t hesitate, I kiss her deep, letting her taste the wet, musky fusion. She moans into my mouth, greedily sucking my tongue as if she can’t get enough.
“You’re filthy and you’re mine.” I nip at her bottom lip.
She laughs as her hands slide down my chest, tracing my abs, then lower. When her fingers wrap around my cock, I nearly black out. I’m so incredibly aroused, I nearly lose my shit.
Sky eases down my body and looks at me, wonder in her eyes. I take a second to savor the visual of her between my thighs, glossy lips hovering above my shaft as her gaze burns into me.
In this moment I’m sure. I’m the only person she’s ever wanted.
She pushes me back, eyes dark with hunger. Her hair falls around her face as she takes my cock in her hand, stroking from base to tip.
She licks the head, eyes locked on mine. “You want me suck your cock?”
“God, yeah,” I groan. “I want to fuck your hot, wet mouth.”
Her lips wrap tight around my shaft, tongue swirling around the head. I fist the sheets, fighting the urge to propel down her throat. She alternates between sucking hard and licking my shaft, hollowing her cheeks then working me with her hand. Every noise, every obscene slurp, goes straight to my core.
“God, Sky, you’re gonna make me come,” I warn.
“I’ll swallow another time.” She pulls off with a naughty smirk. “Tonight, I want all of your come inside me.”
I yank her up so she’s straddling me, my cock barely breaching her soaked entrance. She reaches down to guide me inside. The moment I sink into her, we both gasp. Even after multiple rounds, it’s like the first time all over again.
Skylar Morgan was made for me.
I cup her breasts and thumb her nipples as she starts to ride me. Slow at first, rolling her hips, then picking up the pace. Her hands grip my upper arms, head thrown back, hair tumbling down. The sight is pure sin. Sky’s ample tits in my palms as she rides my cock, mouth open in ecstasy.
Pinching her nipples, I tug and roll them, sending little shocks of pleasure through her. I watch her lose herself and transform into a goddess taking what she wants from me. Owning her pleasure.
“Yes, baby,” I urge. “Take everything. I want to watch you come.”
She bends down, kissing me hard, biting my lip as her hips stutter. Her pussy flutters and clenches my shaft. “Zach, I’m so close.”
“Get yourself there. Milk my cock.”
She shatters, hips jerking, pussy spasming around me. With one more deep surge I spurt inside her again. Holding her close as we ride every last wave together.
Eventually, we collapse into my favorite position. Her head on my chest, my hands stroking her back. Neither of us speaks for a long moment. The cabin is filled with the sound of our heartbeats, the hum of the jet and the scent of sweat and sex permeating the air.
I kiss her hairline and something settles inside me.
“You better get used to this.” I tuck her closer. “I’m not going anywhere, Sky. Not ever again.”
She’s utterly spent but manages, “Good. I don’t want you to.”
Moments later, we drift off, the world outside forgotten.
Promises of forever made at thirty thousand feet.
