I ordered this outfit online and only got to look at it before I had to hide it from not only my mom while I was still living there, but from Declan. Hiding anything from Declan present wise, I’m noticing, is harder than I ever expected.
I change quickly into the outfit and snap the garters in place, step into my sky-high heels, now glad I decided to leave my hair down. I make sure my outfit is in place before walking back to him.
The pilot’s door is locked, and I know they won’t disturb us.
“Mr. Williams,” I say in a sultry voice as I make my way to him. I have a tray of refreshments in my hand. I lean down so he can see my breasts that are barely concealed in this outfit.
“Fuck, Kendall,” he groans. I see the heat in his gaze, and the way his eyes don’t leave my chest. His hand is already gliding up my thigh high and I know this won’t last long. He’ll have me flat on my back in no time.
“Can I get you anything?” I rasp as his fingers hit the lace of my now drenched panties.
“You. In my lap. Right now,” he growls and lifts me by the hips and I’m straddling his waist now.
Thank goodness the seats on the plane are more like couches. As soon as I’m in his lap, he pulls down my top and has a nipple in his mouth while he’s unbuckling his pants. I push up to help him, then his hands are at the gusset of my panties and he’s wrenching them to the side as he impales me on his cock.
“Declan!” I scream out. I can already feel on orgasm on the cusp.
“Ride me, Kendall. Just like that.” I grind down as he thrusts up. We both move together. I feel him grow inside me, and we come together.
“Best surprise ever,” he rasps.
“No kidding.” I lay my lips on his throat and kiss him.
“Let’s go clean up and rest in bed for a little bit,” he suggests, picking me up. He’s always getting carried away when it comes to holding me. I usually mumble something about being able to walk on my own, but this time I don’t. I love being wrapped up in him.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Declan
We arrive at the beachfront home, or rather, mini mansion. My parents, my brother, and I went in on it, to make it a true family home. We can use it anytime we want or allow a friend to use it, but occasionally we rent it out. It’s five bedrooms, has a pool, and is only steps away from a private beach. It’s so private in fact you could do some skinny dipping in the evening with no one around.
“Declan, this isn’t a house. It’s a mansion!” she says, and her mouth is hanging open.
“Well, yeah. Maybe. Mom and Dad wanted it big enough for when Brian and I each have a family of our own and we can bring them all here and have a vacation,” I explain to her.
Her face melts, “I love that.”
We make our way to one of the three master suits in the house. We all sort of claimed our own area and that’s where I’m leading Kendall.
Our suite has an uninterrupted view of the ocean. Tomorrow morning, when she wakes up, it’ll be with breakfast in bed and a diamond on her finger.
“Ready to get your bathing suit on and go down to the water?” Kendall asks. She’s already in hers. It’s another one piece, yet it’s alluring on her figure. It shows her body off yet keeps things to the imagination. One I know only I can unwrap.
This one is white with olive green stripes and strapless. I could just pull down her top and her breasts would be bare to me. I’d take my time working her up with licking them, slowly sucking them, and then giving her a little bit of pain. I know she loves when I bite down on them.
“Let me put some shorts on and grab a couple of towels. Don’t forget the sunscreen!” I holler as I go to my suitcase and pull out my swim trunks. She’s already walking down the hallway. I go into the bathroom and grab the sunscreen just in case.
I don’t want her burnt and miserable while we’re down here.
“Hey, Declan.” She has a twinkle in her eye. I have a feeling she’s up to something again. Her spontaneity has really shown lately and I’m the lucky bastard that gets to see it.
She darts out the back door running down the pathway to the beach. I chase after her and throw the items I grabbed in the lounge chair as she runs into the water. I’m almost to her when she dives into the water.