Page 29 of Mr. Monroe


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I looked up at him, held his gaze as he took his turn moving his mouth down my body, shucking my sweater over my head, and exposing my skin to the cool air of the airplane. Goosebumps rose all over my skin out of the combined feelings of cold and arousal.

He pulled the lace of my bra down, and my nipple popped out of the cup and into his ready mouth. I couldn’t help the groan that emerged from the very base of my spine as the precursor to what was about to come because of his next few actions. I shut my eyes, losing myself in all the sensations of his fingers, tongue, and mouth as he went straight for my pussy. Unlike the last time, there was no lingering. There was none of the teasing, slow burn that there had been in turns over the course of the last weekend.

No. He was clearly on a mission, just like I had been.

My toes curled in my boots as soon as I felt Spencer’s tongue grazing over my lower lips like he was licking up every drop of ice cream from a melting ice cream cone. I reached down to drag my fingers through his hair, but there was more that I needed.

I pulled him up to face me, and kissed him as deeply as he’d kissed me.

“Why’d you interrupt me?” he asked against my mouth. “I wasn’t finished with you.”

“You can always do more of that later,” I said, practically devouring his kiss. “For now, that’s not where I want to come.”

“Show me,” he said, tilting his head back to receive more of my kiss as he moved his hands down over my back, sliding them into the waistband of my pants to cup my ass. “Show me where you want to come. Show me exactly how.”

“I just want you,” I said, hooking my hands into his shirt collar as I fell onto my back, pulling him with me. “I need you inside of me now.”

Both of us had forgotten that my boots were still on because it surprised the two of us when my pants didn’t go down past my knees. We paused, breathing heavily as we stared at each other.

“Those boots are quite tight,” he said. “It might take some effort—”

I turned toward the table, and grabbed onto the ledge. “Problem solved,” I said, turning back to look at him. The grin he gave me was enough to make me convulse before he’d even touched me again, and he came up behind me, turning my face back to kiss him once more as he lined his cock up with my entrance.

Fuck yes, I mentally thought as I gasped when he entered me, stretching me out so slowly and exquisitely that I almost came apart in his arms.

He filled me completely as he wrapped me in his arms, clasping me around the chest with his strong forearm as his other hand slipped down my belly. The hand that wasn’t playing with my clit thumbed my nipple as his mouth found its way toward the pulse point just under my ear, seeming to drink in the scent there.

It wouldn’t be long before I would shatter apart in his arms, and I felt him straining toward his own finish inside me. The fluttering of my strong, delicate muscles around him told me I was inches away from a devastating orgasm.

“That’s it, baby,” Spencer said, making my heart and stomach practically trip over themselves. “Come all over me, please.”

His use of the word baby took me sharply by surprise, and my eyes popped open as I turned to look at him. He captured my mouth again, and I let the kiss go as he plunged ever more deeply into me.

Suddenly, he drove into me and stopped, his tip brushing my G-spot as he rubbed against my clit in a tight circle. The blended sensations and the smell of his skin over my shoulder combined to send me soaring over the edge into a powerful climax that felt like it broke over my head like a tidal wave.

I barely noticed when he plowed into me with a final, devastating plunge, seeming to get even bigger as he froze, with his final groan reaching into me as if it had claws. His cock was softening inside of me, and the warmth of his seed was escaping down my thighs.

“Jesus,” he said, kissing me on the shoulder. “Why is it that every time I think it’s been the best sex ever, we do something that kicks that qualifier out of the water?”

“No idea,” I said, panting. “But now that we’ve gotten that out of the way—”

“Oh,” he said, pulling out of me and turning me around, so I was seated on his lap and kissing me deeply once more. “You don’t think I’m done with you, do you?”

I pulled back from him, narrowing my eyes at him.

“We’ve got another twelve hours of flight time,” he said, standing up in one fluid movement and pulling me with him. “I plan on taking advantage of every minute.”

He didn’t say another word as he carried me to the back of the plane, where he set me down on the king-sized bed in the luxurious suite. It seemed that was all we needed to get our little private jet party started.

* * *

“Hey,” he said, running his hand over my back as he leaned over to press his lips to my shoulder. “Are you hungry? I’ll have Katherine prepare our meal.”

I turned over, planting a kiss on him. “Starving, actually.”

He raised his eyebrow at me as he pulled me on top of him, “I could certainly satiate your appetite if—”

“For food,” I said with a tiny laugh. “And I need a shower.”

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