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She smiles, then rocks her hips as she presses her hands into the pillows.

“Being inside me has its advantages,” she pants, sliding back down on my dick.

“Oh, you think you’re in charge now?” I laugh.

“I doubt I could control you, or your orgasms,” she giggles and I love that fucking sound.

“Ride me,” I grunt. “Ride my dick, my little rose. Tell your boss how much you love his cock inside you.”

And she does. All night long.

I revel in the look on Imogen’s face when she takes in my private jet.

What did she think? We were flying commercial?

Well, poor Morgan and Johans are. Not a fucking chance that they’re going to be witness me boning Imogen in the private cabin with a bed. We couldn’t keep that a secret, and the idea of doing it with her on my plane while we’re on the way to a business meeting, has my cock swelling in my pants.

I made out I had to get there a day early, now that Doris had been called back to New York urgently as Stan had a health scare, Imogen is acting as my PA.

I have a devious mind. I can’t help myself.

When the plane takes off and the steward brings us champagne, I turn to Imogen, my hand on her knee. “Everything okay?”

She nods. “I can’t believe we’re going to Paris.”

I smile. “I know you have a friend in London, Charlize, right?”

“Yes. We’re going to try and catch up, but with her working the weekend, it’s looking a little doubtful.”

I push the hair back off her face, removing her glasses as I tuck them into my jacket pocket. “I think we can spend at least a night in London, if you’d like?”

Her eyes light up. “For real?”

I nod. “If that would make you happy, then yes.”

She places her champagne down and flings herself into my arms. I laugh as she sits in my lap, peppering me with kisses. Luckily I told the steward not to bother us unless I called, not that he knows Imogen is my employee, but still.

“You’re being so good to me,” she says in between kisses. “It’s been months since I’ve seen Charli.”

“Then we will make it happen. You’ve got Doris’ online diary, I’m sure you can make the adjustments. We have a Platinum hotel in London, we can stay there.”

She’s still squeezing me in a hug when she pulls back. “Thank you.”

“You don’t have to thank me, London isn’t far.”

“I’m sure I can thank you in other ways, though.”

I grin, I like where this is going. “Ever done it on a plane?”

She laughs. “Uh, that would be a no.”

“What’s that look for?” I tease

“I need you, Khristian. Now.” Her urgency surprises me.

I smirk. “You’re turned on because we’re going to London?”

“No. I’m turned on because I like it when you surprise me. It makes me feel… special.”

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