Teach Me 2x

We arrived at the hangar and boarded a small private jet. It was a beautiful navy-blue color and white on the inside. I could hardly believe what was happening to me.

Owen sat down in a far seat and instructed a stewardess to leave us alone for the flight.

“What if we need something?”

“I only need you.”

As I felt the rumble of the plane beginni

ng to take off, he pulled me onto his lap.

10

Sydney

“I’m sorry, what?”

“I bought you, and unless you protest, I’d like to see what I paid for. All of it.” His eyes traveled up and down my body.

“And if I do, protest that is.”

“We won’t take off, I’ll let you go home, end of arrangement.”

I looked into his steely blue eyes. Who was I kidding? I was in a private plane with a sexy millionaire going to some undisclosed location. And he was right, he paid for me. In a way that turned me on even more.

“I don’t want this to end,” I admitted as I kicked off my shoes and stood.

My hands trailed down my body, the dress hugging every curve.

“So gorgeous.” He stood up unzippered my dress, slowly pulling it off of me. Then he turned me around, his fingertips playing on my skin.

I couldn’t believe I was doing this! But I didn’t care.

It just felt so good.

He stopped for a moment to take my whole body in, drinking in every line and curve of it, and I felt sexier than ever. I took my breast in one hand and stroked it slowly as I gauged his reaction.

“Jesus,” he gritted out and fisted his hands, his chest rising and falling rapidly. “You’re such a tease.”

I lowered my other hand and pressed it against my swollen mound, moving my fingers all over my clit.

“Sydney.” He growled and pushed me onto a chair. “Touch yourself, baby. I want to see you come.”

“Owen...” I moaned, surprised and delighted with his request.

He removed all his clothes and sat in one of the chairs, his eyes following me closely. I came to the edge and separated my legs, massaging my pussy.

“Put your heels on the edge and separate your legs wider.”

I did what he’d told me to do, completely exposing my mound to him. I watched him as I rubbed my clit, building tension in me quickly, and moaned when the pleasure grew stronger. He was jerking his cock, his eyes glued to my pussy, and it was too sexy masturbating like this for him. My heart was thumping loud in my ears, and blood rushed through my veins when the pressure started approaching its bursting point.

“Put your fingers inside your tight pussy and fuck yourself.”

“Ah...”

I writhed on the oversized chair, quick to obey him. When I inserted two digits into my dripping wet passage, I convulsed hard around them, my walls embracing my fingers greedily. I was so hungry for this intrusion, increasing my speed as the juices gushed out of me.

He was jerking fast, our moans traveling through the air as one, and I was about to come so hard.