Secure Love (Wet & Wild 3)

“You really did your research,” he said.

“I did. If you’re serious about Bali, it comes with a lot of perks. But it’s also going to take some work. The visa and immigration laws are lax in some areas, but not in others. There are many stories of people taking the lazy route before getting in front of someone and being told they didn’t do enough. If your citizenship status is denied, you have to wait another year before you can try again, and that comes with an entirely new set of issues regarding taxes and the building status of your bungalow.”

Kallie kept going on and on about what she’d read, but Ash couldn't concentrate. His beautiful beloved was seated in front of him, with nothing but a table between their bodies. He slid his foot underneath the table and rested it against hers, drawing her attention toward his gaze.

?

?Ash?”

“Yes?”

“Are you listening?”

“I always listen when your voice is involved,” he said.

“Then tell me what I just said.”

“You said that it’s hard for you to keep your eyes off me and that you wished you could lean over and kiss me.”

“I see you waste no time in trying to blow this professionalism out of the water,” she said.

“And yet you haven’t moved your foot.”

She quickly dragged it away from his underneath the table, but not before he reached for her hand. He felt her fingers brush against his before she leaned up in her seat, trying to put as much distance between them as she could.

“The research you’ve done is impressive,” he said as he ran his toe up her ankle.

“Do you want me to continue talking you through it, or do you want to read the brochures by yourself?” Kallie asked.

He felt her leg jump next to his, but she didn’t pull it away.

“I can read them on my own. Are you thirsty? Hungry? Horny?”

“Are you serious, Ash? Can you cut that out now?”

“Do you want me to?”

Kallie looked away from him and he watched her cheeks flush. That telltale sign that always gave her away. He unbuckled his seat belt and slid from his side of the table, then knelt down next to her. He looked up into her eyes as she quirked an eyebrow, curious as to what he was doing.

“Do I even want to ask?”

“I could show you if you don’t want to ask,” Ash said with a grin.

Kallie rolled her eyes and shook her head as he crept underneath the table. Ash heard her squealing, but he didn’t feel her trying to get away. If hard to get was what she wanted to play, then he would play into her hand. Give her whatever she wanted as long as she stayed. He crouched underneath the table and ran his hands up the inside of her legs, scooting her lovely dress up her thighs. He could smell her. Sense her. Feel the warmth pouring from her pussy. He pressed kisses against her lovely calves and felt her skin jump.

Then, a lovely sigh fell from her lips.

He kissed all the way up her thigh until his nose nuzzled into the clothed warmth of her pussy. He peeked up at her eyes and found her looking down at him with her dazzling green stare. He stopped. Watched her. Waited for her reaction.

“Ash,” she said breathlessly.

“Yes?”

“Don’t stop.”

He grinned at her words before he pulled her panties off to the side. She slouched into the plush leather seats of his private jet and spread her legs wildly. She propped one of them up on top of the table, opening her folds wide to him. He saw those juices dripping from her entrance. He saw how much she wanted him. He lapped at her, gathering her arousal on his tongue as her hand fell into the tendrils of his hair.

“I don’t know why you try to deny me,” he said into her pussy. “It’s so obvious you want it.”