“You disappeared!” She suddenly yells. She rips her hands away from me and pulls back. “My God, Luke, you died! We had a fucking funeral for you!”
I close my eyes tight and frown. My teeth grind, knowing the pain she’s feeling. “I know,” I say quietly. “I know, Sienna.” That one was a shock when I managed to get back home. Seeing your own obituary will make the air around you taste a little sweeter, I can promise you that. I still haven’t made it to see my own grave, and I don’t think I will.
“But I’m back now,” I growl. I reach for her and take her hands. This time, she doesn’t pull away. I pull her into me with a groan. Ten minutes ago, I kissed this girl for the first time, after years of dreaming of it. I’ll be damned if I stop with just once.
This time, when I kiss her, she kisses me back hard. She moans softly into the kiss, and my hands circle her, pulling her as close to me as I can get. I’ve wanted this so damn badly for years. She’s all I ever wanted, ever. But Sienna was Carter’s kid sister, and she was too young for me. But she’s not anymore, and now, she’s all mine.
My hands grip her waist tightly. My fingers brush over the wedding dress, and I want to rip the fucking thing right off. I want to shred it from her body. For one, because it’s what she was going to be wearing when another man made her his. But also, because after years of craving her, I want her naked, moaning, and in my damn arms. Immediately.
My hands move up her back, and I start to pluck away the fancy ties and ribbons of the corset-style dress. Sienna tenses for just a second, but then she kisses me back even harder. Her hands move up my arms, feeling my muscles. She moans against my lips and her hands slide to my chest.
I tug at the ribbons, loosening the dress, and I start to peel the damn thing off of her. My other hand grabs the big poufy dress and starts to yank it up her long legs. Sienna gasps into my mouth and kisses me even deeper. But suddenly, she stops me and pulls back.
“Hang on, Luke…” She sucks her lips between her teeth. Her eyes search my face. “Hang on, all of this… I need to know. I mean God, this helicopter!”
I smile and take her hands in mine. “Yes?”
“Your name is on it, Luke.”
I chuckle. “I’ve got a lot to tell you, Sienna.”
“So, tell me?”
“I will, love,” I groan and pull her close to me again. She comes willingly, blushing as her dress loosens and slips off one shoulder tantalizingly. Fuck, I’ve wanted her for forever. I’ve dreamt of pulling her clothes off almost every night, especially since I left. I’ve imagined how sweet she must taste, and how beautifully she’d moan when I slide in deep to claim her. Tonight, I’m done imagining it.
I know I could wait until there’s a bed and four walls around us. But this girl crumbles my will, and she always has. I know damn well we’re not making it back without me putting my hands on her. Or my mouth.
The privacy wall is up between us and the pilot, and I groan as I pull Sienna into me. She gasps, falling against my chest and then moaning when my lips taste hers. I groan and kiss her hard and punishingly, until she’s panting into my mouth breathlessly.
“I will,” I grunt. “But first…”
“First what?” She whispers.
“First I have to do this, because I’ve wanted to do it for fucking years.”
Sienna gasps when I kiss her hard again. This time though, I keep kissing her and pushing her backwards, until she falls back across the big plush seat of the helicopter cabin with a moan. I grip her big white dress and start to push it up to her waist. Sienna doesn’t stop me. Instead, she kisses me deeper, and her hands slide over my shirt and tighten into fists.
Her legs spread as I move between them and push her dress higher and higher. I groan into her mouth and kiss her like my life depends on it. Her bare legs open for me, and the dress slides up to her waist. I grind against her, and I can feel the heat pulsing between her thighs. I can feel the wetness of her pussy through her panties and my slacks, and it’s fuel for my roaring fire.
My mouth slides over her jaw to kiss down her neck. My hands push into her hair, messing up the elaborate work her hair stylist did for the day. But I like her tousled, and I always have. I let her long dark tangles fall across her face, and I kiss my way lower. My breath teases down the valley between her tits, and she gasps sharply.
“Luke…” she moans. She arches against me, and her hands grip the back of my head. But I keep kissing down her body, down over the white of her wedding dress until I move between her legs. I push them wide and growl savagely as my eyes land on what I crave. Her lacy white thong is dripping wet against her pussy, and I can already smell how fucking sweet she’ll taste.
My fingers curl around the waistband, and I start to peel those panties away. Sienna moans quietly, her eyes are locked on me as I pull her panties down, until they slide off of her hips and away from her pussy. I tug them down her legs and pull them off. I groan as I bring them to my face and inhale deeply. Goddamn, she smells like heaven, and my mouth waters knowing I’ll be tasting her soon. My cock throbs hard and ready, and I move between her thighs.
She’s perfection. Her gorgeous little pussy is pink and glistening for me, and I don’t hold back another instant. My mouth covers her smooth silky lips, and I groan in satisfaction when I slide my tongue up between her folds. Fuck me, she tastes like sweet heaven. She tastes better than any of the fantasies I’ve ever had, and I’m addicted to her with one damn lick.
“Luke! Oh God!” She moans loudly. Her body trembles when I drag my tongue through her lips. I grunt, tasting her deeply and running my tongue in slow circles around her clit. She goes crazy when I do that, and her hips push against my mouth. My hands slide round to grab her ass, and I pull her against me. My tongue plunges into her, drinking down the nectar while my cock throbs aching hard in my slacks. I’ve waited years for this, and it’s even better than the fantasy.
My mouth covers her, and I swirl my tongue around her clit faster. Later, I’ll have time to take my time, and make her beg for it. This is just the appetizer I’ve been starving for for years. Her moans drown out the sounds of the helicopter. I growl, running my tongue over her pussy until her arousal is dripping across my chin. I suck her clit between my lips, and I’m unmerciful with my tongue until she’s shaking all over. I’ve imagined Sienna Holloway coming for me for years, and finally, I’m going to make it happen.
I pin her to the seat with my strong hands, and I lick her clit around and around while I growl into her. She shakes, her hips bucking against my mouth, and I can feel her juices running over my tongue as she starts to come for my tongue.
“Oh fuck! Oh God, Luke! I’m coming!” she screams as the orgasm explodes through her. My muscles clench as I hold her tight and swirl my tongue over her clit. I lick her through her orgasm, keeping her riding high until I finally allow her to collapse onto the seat.
She’s shaking and gasping for air when I move up and collect her into my strong arms. I kiss her deeply, and I can feel her lingering whimpers from coming vibrating through me while she clings to me.
“We’re landing soon,” I growl gently.
She pulls away, and those big beautiful blue eyes of her hold mine without blinking. A flush creeps across her gorgeous face, and I grin. Fucking hell, I’ve dreamt of this moment for years while in captivity. And it’s even sweeter than fantasy now that it’s real.