Flying High

It’s all ours.

“Are we going down there?”

She turns and stares at me in disbelief, but there’s a twinkle of excitement in those gorgeous brown eyes.

“I told you I was taking you on an exclusive tour.”

She laughs and the delicious sound of it in my ears makes my heart swell in my chest. I would never get used to hearing that every day.

“Do you take all the girls here?” she asks with a sly grin on her lips.

I shake my head a little too fiercely. “No. Never.”

She laughs. “Yeah, right.”

“It’s true,” I tell her with a firm stare. “You’re the only one. You’re my first.”

She smiles as she turns back to the view.

Fuck, she’s distracting. I have to pay attention to landing this thing or we’re going to be splattered onto the side of the cliff.

It’s a tricky landing with the strong winds from the ocean, the cliffs, and the narrow beach, but I’m a hell of a good pilot. I flew a Sikorsky HH-60 Pave Hawk in Afghanistan on combat search and rescue missions, so I’ve been through a lot of shit. Rockets, gunfire, wind coming off mountains like you’d swear it was the devil blowing hellfire. So, this is nothing. But with precious cargo like Nia onboard, I have to be extra careful.

I’d never forgive myself if something happened to this sweet girl and it was my fault. I’m as protective as I am possessive with what’s mine.

She’s silent as I maneuver the huge bird down, watching in awe as I touch down on the flat rock jutting out of the face of the cliff.

“Wow,” she says as she turns to me with a radiant smile on her face. “You’ve got some skilled hands, Mr. Caine.”

“You’ve yet to see how skilled my hands are, Nia.”

Her cheeks blush and it sends a jolting throb to my cock.

I power down the helicopter and we both take our headsets off. My ears are ringing as I stare at her. Has there ever been a more gorgeous sight than of Nia smiling with the thunderous Maui waves crashing behind her?

“Can we get out here?” she asks as she looks around.

Her voice is pure sweetness. It melts in my ears like warm honey.

“Wait for me.”

I hurry out of the chopper and make my way to her door. I can feel her eyes on me the entire way.

She thinks this is part of my game. That I bring vacationing women here for a little Maui fun in the sand.

It’s not. This is not a game to me. This is more real than anything I’ve ever felt before. I’m thirty-three years old and have never felt the silky soft interior of a woman’s body before. That changes today. I’m sliding into this sweet girl’s soft cunt if it’s the last thing I do.

She’s got an adorable little smile on her face as she watches me through the window. I open her door and reach for her to help her down. The rocks can be slippery and it’s a long fall to the rough water below. I close my eyes and curse under my breath, not even wanting to think about that. Nia’s safety is my main concern now. Above all else.

She slides her delicate hand in mind and I carefully help her down.

“Thank you, Mr. Caine,” she says when she’s standing in front of me. I love the way she doesn’t shy away. I must be radiating primal energy right now with all of the dirty things I want to do to her running through my mind, but she stands there bravely, chin in the air, brown eyes locked on mine. I’m going to ravish this woman.

My hands squeeze into fists by my sides as adrenaline surges through my veins. It’s taking everything I have to control myself, to not rip her clothes to pieces and claim her on these wet rocks.

“Jack,” I say in a growly shaky voice that I don’t even recognize. “You’re my girl now, Nia. Call me Jack.”

She must sense my mounting need because a little shiver ripples through her gorgeous body as she watches me. “Okay,” she says in a soft voice. “Thank you, Jack.”

“Let’s go for a swim,” I say as my eyes drop down to her luscious tits, pressing against her white tank top. They’re heaving up and down with every shallow breath she takes, testing my limits, testing my sanity.

She rubs the back of her neck nervously and it makes her juicy tits jiggle in a way that sends a jolt of power to my cock. It’s as hard as the rock under our feet and just as wet. I can feel the sticky ooze of pre-cum sliding out all over my swollen head as I imagine wrapping my hands around those soft breasts and sliding my greedy tongue all over her hard dark nipples.