Tempting the Crown (The Crown 1)

She was like a siren, calling to him and Deacon.

He watched his best friend take her from behind, while she braced herself against the impact with her hands on the bed. Her mouth slid over Cole’s cock with expert ease. They were lost in this. She was beautiful with their cocks inside her. She was meant for them. Meant to be theirs. Meant to be taken like this.

The bell dinged on the jet. The fasten seat belt sign flashed overhead, but he was so close. They all were. What the hell was going on at the front of the jet?

Abby’s eyes opened. They were glazed over with lust. He could get lost in her green gaze. He wanted to believe the sadness was gone. He had helped replace it with the new confident woman she had become in their bed.

“Don’t stop, sweet girl. We’re so close.”

The captain’s voice rang clearly over the speaker. “If you could please take your seats in the main cabin, we have a storm we’re trying to avoid. We need you to buckle up, everyone.”

“Oh shit,” Deacon groaned. “I’m so fucking close to coming. Tell the captain to shut up.”

Abby’s tits bounced. She sucked hard as Cole’s spine clutched and convulsed. He was going to explode in epic proportions. Everything went black. He shot his release deep in her throat as Deacon howled out, slamming into her. With one slow draw, Abby slid her lips over his cock and kissed the top of his dick, smiling.

“You have the sweetest fucking lips, baby,” he whispered, cupping her jaw.

She playfully bit her lip. “I could do that for you all day. I love it. I really do.” She looked over her shoulder. “And you. What you did to me…”

“No words, huh?”

“Now I’m in the mile-high club, aren’t I?”

Deacon laughed behind her. “You’re in it double, sweetheart.” He slapped her playfully on her bare ass.

Cole sat up from the bed. “Let’s get you cleaned up and get to our seats. I don’t need a lecture from the pilot.”

“But—” Her eyes fluttered.

“What is it, sweetheart?” Deacon asked.

“I like it when we switch off. Can we? Before the seatbelts?”

“There’s a storm on the way,” he explained.

She kissed him gently. “Please fuck me, Cole. Just once? I want you inside me.”

Cole looked at his best friend. This woman was going to kill them. There was no doubt. She was insatiable.

“You heard her.” Deacon laughed. He bounced on the bed to change places with his friends. Abby eagerly straddled him as Cole stood, trying to catch his balance as the plane rocked. He steadied himself behind her hips.

She leaned forward taking Deac in her mouth. She wiggled back, offering her ass to him. He knew what she was trying to do. Trying to tempt him. Trying to get him to make a rash decision before she was ready. But as much as he wanted it, he had to wait.

He pressed his cock to her wet pussy and thrust inside instead.

“Fuck,” he groaned, losing his mind. He closed his mind and got lost in the woman he knew he was in love with.

He didn’t care how many times the pilot rang that damn bell. If the plane went down, at least they were all going down in one sinful blaze of glory.

30

Abby

Her body coursed with the kind of life she had only dreamed existed. Abby stared out of her office window. It was hard to focus with the memories of her weekend in Vegas. The plane ride home topped off the trip like a cherry on a sundae.

Maureen peeked around the corner. She was one of the assistants in the advertising department.

“How was your weekend?” She smiled.