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“Mhm! Uncle Ant and Ms. Simone are gonna stay at our house with Nori,” Kiyah explained.
Our house.
“I guess that’s easier than packing all of you up and taking you over there,” I mumbled, glancing around the plane. There were two large bulkhead monitors and personal monitors at the individual cream-colored captain’s chairs. Clanging from the direction of the galley caught my attention.
“That’s our flight stewardess, Camilla. The pilot and co-pilot are doing the pre-flight checks. They’ll introduce themselves before takeoff. I hope you’re hungry.”
“Knock, knock!” Anthony announced loudly as he boarded the jet with his cane.
“This is nice,” Simone praised as she climbed in after him with Nori.
“Daisy!” Nori shrieked, ready to wreak havoc with her frenemy. Simone sat Nori on her feet, and she ran off looking for Daisy for the sole purpose of terrorizing her.
“You all are early,” Jonathan mentioned, handing me a champagne flute.
“We didn’t want to miss breakfast,” Anthony answered with a boyish smile.
“Of course not. Take a seat,” Jonathan urged.
“Can I talk to you for a second, Jonathan?” I asked.
Uneasiness morphed his face before he nodded somberly and said, “Follow me.”
I was stunned when we entered a bedroom at the aft of the plane where Daisy was sleeping peacefully with fingers in her mouth.
I guess I’m joining the Mile High Club when we get rid of the pipsqueaks.
“Am I in trouble?” he whispered, his uncertainty steadily mounting.
“I need to apologize to you.”
“For what?” he asked, brows furrowing skeptically.
“I-I thought the worst—that you were being inconsiderate for not giving me a chance to say goodbye to Kiyah. I should’ve known better.”
He cracked a slight smile. “You should’ve known better. My feelings are hurt, and I don’t know if I’ll be able to get past this,” he said mockingly.
I rolled my eyes and opened my arms for him. He fell into them andsobbedfrom my offense. “Tell me what to do to make this all better.”
He whispered in my ear.
“You’re nasty,” I laughed.
“Name-calling, too? Now, I might have to….”
My body reacted strongly, triggered by Jonathan’s filthy words, promising things I’d hold him to.
“Are you wet for me, Kierra? he asked softly.
“Yes,” I whimpered as he stroked me through my pajama pants.
“I don’t believe you. You’ll have to prove it to me. Touch yourself.”
My mouth gaped. “But Daisy—”
“Touch yourself,” he repeated, a little rougher than before, cluing me in that he wasn’t fucking around with me. I maintained eye contact with him as I slid my fingers into my pants. I wasn’t wearing panties, so accessing my throbbing pussy was a breeze. “How many fingers are you using?”
“One,” I whispered.
