Flight Risk

For now, I’ll play just the tip and get some of my cum in her. I want to see what she looks like with it dripping out of her.

Holding her hips, I pop her on and off the tip, and I have to bite my lips to keep from growling too loud. The sound is like a sucker coming out of a mouth, and the sticky trail that she leaves behind on my cock is a sure sign she’s ready for me. Up and down, I take her hips, pretending to fuck her, even though I’m only going in an inch. Okay, maybe I got in an extra inch or two, but her goddamn juices are running down my cock, and I’m only so strong.

My breath is ragged, and there’s sweat on my forehead as she takes another inch of me. I’m working her halfway down on my cock, and aching to cum, but I keep popping her off to stop myself. I want it to last. I want to build it up so that when I go off inside her, she’ll feel it in her throat.

Her hands rub the back of my neck, and she moans my name again. She’s half asleep, but I feel her push down on me, trying to take more. Trying to take my dick deeper.

“Shh, not all of it. Not yet,” I whisper in her ear.

I kiss her neck and then glide my thumb across her clit as I finally release inside her. I feel a baby orgasm roll over her as I pulse creamy cum into her waiting cunt. She greedily pulses around the few inches I’ve given her, begging for more.

“That’s it, just like that. Wait until I’m finished.”

She relaxes against me, and I feel the last of my warm cum spread inside her.

Leaving some of my cock inside her, I let the seat back the rest of the way so that she can sleep across my body. I’m not ready to pull out of her little pussy, and I want the taste of her on me when she licks it clean. I want her to know when she sucks me off that I got in her pussy, and I want her to like it. There won’t be anything off limits between us, and she needs to get used to it.

I kiss her neck, and she turns her face to look at me with heavy eyes.

“I like the way you feel in me,” she says sleepily before resting her head on my chest.

“Good. It’s the only cock you’ll ever know.”

Chapter Five

Sophia

My eyes open slowly. Flashes of the dream I had wash through my body. That was too wonderful to be true. When my eyes fully open and my vision comes into focus, I see where I am. I’m on a plane. It wasn’t a dream at all. I smile, thinking about everything that happened. It hasn’t even been twenty-four hours since I left home and I’m already having the best time of my life, feeling and seeing things I didn’t know were even possible.

Lincoln.

I glance around trying to find him. I’m lying across a long sofa. I’m still on the plane, but it doesn’t feel like it’s moving. I wonder if he left. My heart falls a little, but then I see his suit jacket. It’s draped over my lap like a blanket. I grab it, pulling it to my nose and cuddling it, breathing him in. I freeze when I hear Lincoln’s voice. Relief greets me at the realization that he hasn’t left.

“I shouldn’t have snapped at you, but let’s make it clear. From here on out you wait until I call you before you enter when I’m sitting with her.” His tone is firm and final.

“Of course, sir. My apologies,” I hear a woman respond.

I hear footsteps coming towards me, and I close my eyes. They come to a stop in front of me. A finger slides down my cheek, and I can’t help but lean into it, loving his warm touch. What is it about him that makes me crave him like this?

“All right, sweet pea.” I hear him say before I’m being lifted effortlessly into his big strong arms. His coat falls off me and onto the floor. He doesn’t stop to pick it up, he just leaves it behind. “Let’s get you to the hotel.”

I wrap my arms around his neck and bury my face there. That seems to be something I like to do with him. I don’t think I’ve ever cuddled in my life. I see why people like it so much.

I feel a slight chill as we exit the plane and know Lincoln is carrying me downstairs with how we bounce with each step. He holds me even tighter, giving me the warmth of his body.