Her hand stilled, uncertainty warring with desire in her eyes. “I don’t know, maybe,” she whispered.
I had to go slow. She may have agreed to go with me to try and learn about my lifestyle, but she was still scared. I unbuckled my seatbelt, then hers, and moved her onto my lap, settling her still covered luscious ass over my rock-hard cock. I leaned the seat back a bit and traced her lips with my fingers. “I am not in a mood to punish you right now, pet.” I was also done with words.
My lips descended to hers, my hand finding its way into her hair again, using it to angle her head to my liking. I nibbled and suckled her lips, swallowing the moan that escaped as she opened to me. I showed her with my tongue what I planned to do with my cock soon.
I tweaked and pinched her nipples through her shirt and bra as my mouth assaulted hers. Her little gasps and sighs were music to my ears. She arched her back in invitation, and I quickly pushed her T-shirt up and dragged the cups of her bra down, releasing her breasts to my mouth. One nipple in my mouth, rolling it with my tongue and nipping it with my teeth until it became a stiff peak. I switched my attention to the other breast, using my fingers to keep the first nipple taught. Her hips thrust against mine, searching and rubbing against my weeping cock.
“Wanton little thing, aren’t you?” I slipped my hand into her pants; thankful she had dressed for comfort and had an elastic waist. I watched as she threw her head back, arched her back, and moaned at the first touch of my fingers through her sopping wet panties. I slowly petted those swollen lips through the cotton, twirling around her nub, back down, then back up again.
“Yes, please.” Her head thrashed back and forth. “More.”
“I’ve got you, pet. I know exactly what this pussy needs.” I pushed her underwear aside and plunged one then two fingers into her canal. She was wet and ready, but a plane would not be the first place my cock would take her. My mouth, on the other hand, was watering. I removed my fingers, her whimper a satisfying sound. I transferred her from my lap to the seat once again, confusion in her eyes for only a moment, until I fell to my knees and yanked her pants and underwear off in one sweep.
“Stay still and stay quiet, pet. I have to taste you, but we don’t want to excite the pilots while they are workin’.” I pushed her legs wide across both seats. “Such a pretty pussy, all plump and weepin’ for me.” I hovered just above her, inhaling deeply, taking in her musk and arousal before following the same path with a flat tongue. I watched her watch me as I devoured her, lapping at her entrance, sucking on her extended clit, and finding the rhythm that made her eyes unfocused. “Play with those pretty nipples for me, pet.”
Her hands drifted to her nipples at my command, pinching and rolling, kneading and holding her breasts as I brought her closer to the peak and then stopped. I sat back, cock in hand, stroking my length, allowing her to watch me as she continued to play with them. “My cock has been hard for you since I first saw you. I’ve dreamt about poundin’ you until you scream my name.” I touched her while I stroked myself, teasing her outer lips before plunging two fingers in and twisting them to find that puckered inner spot of pleasure. She closed her eyes at my touch.
“Open your eyes,” my voice commanded. “Watch me.” I tapped that inner spot as my thumb found her clit and rubbed circles around it. “That’s it, pet, fly high.” I leaned forward and added the moist heat of my mouth to push her over the edge. Her keening forced the hand on my cock to squeeze harder and move faster, bringing myself to the brink and tumbling over.
I sat back and took in Genevieve’s disheveled and thoroughly pleasured appearance. As she floated down from the abyss of orgasmic bliss, I readjusted her bra and shirt. It took only moments to clean us both up with a warm washcloth, gather the blanket I had been kneeling on, and throw them both in the dirty laundry bin. I was sure we weren’t the first to christen the plane, and we wouldn’t be the last.
She had her leggings on by the time I rejoined her in our seats. I tucked her beneath my arm, making sure our seat belts were fastened once again.
“That was amazing,” she murmured into my chest.
I couldn’t help the satisfied smile that split my face. It gave me deep gratification, knowing I had satisfied my sub. “There’s more where that came from, pet, much more.” I kissed the top of her head. “Sleep for now. We’ll be there soon.”
Adjusting my inflating cock once again, I settled back to try and get some sleep myself. I knew this luscious woman next to me would have me in a constant state of arousal. I drifted off with visions of her body open and willing in my head.
13
Genni
The tone of the seat belt sign coming on woke me from the sexiest dream I have ever had. My body was taut with need, and I found myself rubbing my legs together and sprawled against Brian as much as the seat belts would let me. Embarrassed at myself, I tried to extricate myself as slowly and quietly as possible.
“I’ll take care of that need soon, pet,” Brian’s husky voice whispered. He sat his seat upright, and we prepared for landing.
A blush heated the skin at the back of my neck, quickly rushing to the top of my head as I remembered what we had done on the plane. I felt like such a strumpet. Gran would have blanched if she knew what I had done twenty thousand feet in the air. My body didn’t mind, though; in fact, it craved his touch even more.
We disembarked to find an energetic auburn-haired beauty waiting for us next to a dark sedan. She rushed up and hugged Brian before stepping back and lowering her gaze. “I’m sorry, sir. I was just so excited to see you.”
“It’s fine, Fancy. It’s wonderful to see you, too. Where’s my brother?” Brian wrapped his arm around my shoulders as he spoke.
“He got called in last minute. Ian had an emergency and he needed Brody’s help.” Her smile was apologetic.
“Typical. Always workin’.” Brian squeezed my shoulder. “I want you to meet someone.” His voice was full of happiness. “Fancy, this is Genni. Genni, this is my brother’s wife and submissive, Fancy.”
Fancy squealed and wrapped me in a huge hug. “I am so excited to meet you. I have the spare room all set up for you.” She joined me on my other side and twined her arm through mine, glancing up at Brian as she continued speaking. “Ian apologizes, but dinner tonight will have to be postponed.”
“I understand,” Brian replied.
“But I have a roast in the crockpot that we can enjoy. I am sure you are tired from your travels, so a small meal at home might be best.” She leaned in to whisper in my ear, “Plus, a little one on one time is always nice, too. Don’t worry, the walls have been soundproofed.” She giggled and walked us to the car, where our bags had already been stowed by the driver.
My head spun as we traveled through town. It was the biggest city I had been in, and the lights and buildings were beautiful in the sunset as the lights began to flicker on, preparing for a night full of life. Fancy ushered us into the house. The scent of fresh-baked sweets greeted my senses as we walked across the threshold, triggering a loud growl from my stomach. Her house felt warm and inviting. The décor was bright, cheery, and comfortable. I glanced into the living room as we strolled past and smiled at the few toys collected in a basket and a playpen set up, waiting to be occupied.