Satisfied 2X

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,” Hunter groaned. “I’m so fucking close to coming. Tell the captain to sh

ut up.”

Alison’s tits bounced. She sucked hard as Drew’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 Hunter howled out, slamming into her. With one slow draw, Alison 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?”

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

Drew 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?” Hunter 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, Drew. Just once? I want you inside me.”

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

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

She leaned forward taking Hunt 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.

Thirty

Alison

Her body coursed with the kind of life she had only dreamed existed. Alison 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.

Alison didn’t know what to say. Was there a way to sum up Vegas?

“I saw you went to Vegas with the bosses,” Maureen added. “It was all over the news and my social media alerts were out of control. How did you manage to snag those two? I brought you coffee so you’d give me the deets.”

Alison looked stunned as her new designated friend waltzed in with two cups of coffee.

“It was a business trip,” she lied. “I had to present the new design for Soar. I’m sure you saw that part the press covered. It was purely professional.”