Her kiss is hungry. I reply with an even greater desire, almost drowning in my lust for her. I slide my fingers into her waistband and pull. The shorts slip over her hip bones and I press two fingers against her mound. She’s beyond damp. She’s ready.
“Recovered yet?” I ask with a smile. “Or are you still too sore for me?”
“I—”
“It doesn’t matter what you say, baby,” I growl as my cock throbs beneath my pants. “Because there is no way I can hold out anymore. Not after watching you parade around in front of me all day with that gorgeous body of yours.”
“You’re too much…” Her smile meets mine as I pull her panties down.
“Too much for you, or too much for her?” I ask as I spread her pussy lips with two fingers. My beauty reaches down between my legs and grabs my cock. “Both.”
6
Amory
I can’t even believe it. I’ve never been on a plane before in my life, let alone a private one. So when I look over at Zander as we start to land, I must look like a deer in headlights. He laughs and puts a hand on my knee.
“Don’t worry, we won’t crash.”
I can’t even look at him the same way anymore. Billionaire, playboy, womanizer. Sure. Maybe. But he’s more—so much more, and I’m the only one who knows it.
He’s a man who made himself strong. A man who never loses. A man who gets what he wants. But he’s also a man who built himself a tower, a high tower above it all, a tower that only has room for him and him alone. But as he looks at me, I can’t help but feel like he’s finally starting to expand. Maybe there’s space for me in that tower now.
I may still be humming from what he did to me ten minutes ago on the bed in the private room at the back of the plane, but that’s not what’s causing the deep sensation inside my chest.
No, that’s something more. Something I’ve never felt before.
That’s love.
I love Zander Duke. The man who kidnapped me.
But what about Childers? What if he catches Zander, and I’m all alone? How could I go back to life knowing what I’m missing out on? Knowing he’s stuck in a cold cell somewhere away from me?My heart would break. Maybe if I can convince him to stop…if I can fill the void in his life that causes him to go out and take those kind of risks.
I don’t know what I would do with myself if he was caught.
“I can’t believe you would ever get bored of this lifestyle,” I say as the plane starts its descent.
“It’s not boring,” he replies. “My life is never boring. It’s just not thrilling anymore. Not unless I’m doing the other thing I do.”
“Or me.”
His face lights up, and he leans in. “Mmm, or you.”
My head tilts back as he kisses me, and I moan as his hand finds my breast, uncovered beneath the sheer fabric of a blouse he gave me back home. My heart flutters, and I reach out and slide my hand up his leg until I feel the bulge there. Just knowing that it’s me doing that to him has me filling with pride.
Zander Duke, getting hard because of me.
“Look what you do to me,” he whispers. “I don’t know how I’ll ever be soft around you, sweetie. Unless you help me out of course.”
“Help you out?”
“I need to come,” he tells me. “But I don’t want it in your pussy this time. I want it in your mouth. Do you want to taste me?”
A wash of excitement pours through me as I realize that I do—I really do.
We skipped that last night and just got straight to business. He’s gone down on me, and it’s time to return the favor. But as he pulls out his thick cock and presents it to me, I feel myself getting nervous.
“What if I don’t do it right?”