Sabrina couldn’t help her sudden intake of breath at his words, just as Cesare finished freeing her from the harness.
“This helicopter is yours, right?” Sabrina asked breathlessly.
Cesare looked around them at the Airbus H125 they had brought from home and nodded. “Yes. Why?” He asked.
Sabrina bit her lip. “I want whatever happens next to happen here. I want to think of it every time I see the helicopter.”
A muscle ticked in Cesare’s jaw as her words seemed to fully register, and he leaned in to kiss her again. He took her mouth with an intensity that made Sabrina melt; looping her arms around his shoulders and pressing herself to him as much as she could from her seat.
Cesare pulled back. “You still want this?” He asked, taking his sunglasses off; his bright blue eyes searching hers for any hesitancy.
Sabrina gave a nervous nod. “I’m afraid of it hurting, but I’m…curious. And I want to be curious withyou.” She confessed in the silence of the cockpit.
“Itdoeshurt. But with the right person, that pain only adds to the overall pleasure and intensity.” Cesare responded carefully. “I would never do anything that would harm you.”
Sabrina looked down and couldn’t help but stare for a moment at Cesare’s hands. They were so much larger than hers, and strong. While she occasionally wondered what those hands did elsewhere, Cesare had only ever used his strength to be kind and gentle with her. Realizing Cesare was waiting for a response, she looked up, pink cheeked.
“Okay.” She licked her lips.
Cesare’s gaze went to her mouth and then back to her face. “Okay.”
He stood up in the cockpit and moved between their two seats, crossing into the back of the helicopter. In the back was a row of three wide leather seats, joined together; which meant it was also a very long, upholstered, padded bench.
Cesare sat down purposefully in the middle seat, legs splayed in palpable dominance. The sight of him like this made something inside Sabrina relax. Not all the way, but enough not to jump out of the helicopter and run for the trees.
Cesare fixed his gaze on Sabrina as he calmly and deliberately loosened his tie, unbuttoning the top two buttons of his shirt. With a somewhat roguish grin, he silently beckoned her to him with two fingers.
Sabrina’s stomach flipped. Why was that so hot? When she remained frozen in place, he simply leaned back in the seat, waiting; his silent, hungry gaze burning into her.
Sabrina stood, blood rushing in her ears as she moved from the cockpit and carefully stepped into the back of the helicopter.
Cesare’s gaze lowered to her exposed legs and then looked her whole body over appreciatively. “Very good.” He nodded.
Sabrina took a deep breath, waiting for his next instruction. He liked it when she did that, and Sabrina was self-aware enough to know she liked it that way too; maybe evenneeded it.
Cesare patted his thigh. “Come here, baby. You’re going to lie across my lap, face down.” He instructed, his voice deep and husky.
Making the conscious decision to trust him with her body and her safety, Sabrina obeyed; using all of her bravery and stubbornness to do so.
Cesare extended a steady hand to help Sabrina balance as she knelt on the leather upholstery and lay over his lap as gracefully as she could.
“Very good, Sabrina.” He praised, soothing a hand down her back. “Move forward. I want this beautiful ass to be right across my thigh.”
Sabrina moved further up, letting a slow breath at the sensation of her ass being quite literally in the air, in a very vulnerable position. The hand Cesare had smoothed down her back was now gently running over the swell of her derriere.
Sabrina couldn’t help her sudden gasp at the feeling of his hand as it rubbed over her lower cheeks; everything in her keyed up as she waited for what was inevitably going to happen next.
“Breathe.” Cesare murmured. “I’d be lying if I said I don’t like it when you get worked up, but you don’t need to be afraid. You should also know that the more tense your muscles are, the more it will hurt. The more you can relax, the more enjoyable this will be.”
“Oh, so you want me to enjoy this?” Sabrina couldn’t help but grumble back, trying to breathe through the fear spiking her adrenaline.
Cesare gave her an almost playful swat in response and massaged the muscles she couldn’t help but tense.Sabrina let out a small squeak in response, before dropping her head, planting her face against the leather of bench seat below her.
“I’m going to warm you up a bit before I give you anything close to a real spanking.” Cesare’s low voice was deceptivelycalm. “Now, this is very important, and I want you to listen. Are you listening, tesoro?”
Sabrina bit her lip, nodding.“Yes sir.”
“When the spankings become harder, you will instinctively want to block me with your hands, but it’s very important you hold on to the edge of the seat instead. If you were to attempt to block me, I could accidentally injure you, and I won’t risk your safety, tesoro. If this happens, I will stop, and we’ll be done. Do you understand?” He asked, his tone firm.
