The ringing grew louder. Perspiration beaded along my brow. “What do you want to do?”
He stepped closer and put his hands on either side of my waist. “Can I kiss you, omega?”
Grant’s dark eyes dipped to my lips, stirring a response from my cock.
“Yes,” I whispered, though in my mind, it was a scream.
I moaned as his lips met mine. He pressed me against the wall of the dressing room and was careful, kissing me gently.
Fuck that.
I grabbed his face and licked at his lips, begging for entrance. He granted it, and soon our tongues were tangled and I wasn’t the only one moaning. His hips rocked into mine and I felt how badly he wanted me.
He was the one who broke the kiss, breathless and with a low growl. “Not in here. You deserve better than a dressing room quickie.”
“I really don’t.” I laughed.
“Yeah, omega. You deserve the world.”
Chapter Sixteen
Grant
Ches had worried about fitting in at Cuffed, but the moment we walked in the door, his eyes brightened. The trip had been an adventure already for the omega whose past did not have a lot of luxury in it and who had never before ridden in a helicopter. As we stood near the helipad, watching the bird come into sight, he reached for my hand and gripped it. When the helicopter landed and the rotor blades slowed and stopped, I started forward, but he did not.
“Let’s just drive to the airport,” he said. “It’s just as easy, right?”
“We’d miss our flight if we did that,” I said, trying to tug him along with me. “There’s a reason most of the guests arrive this way. It saves a lot of time. Come on.”
“I don’t know. It doesn’t look safe.”
The pilot opened the door and hopped to the ground just in time to hear his comment. “Sir, this bird is as safe as houses. I’ve been flying her for several years and never had a problem. She’s well-maintained to make sure there’s nothing for our passengers to worry about. Also, if I thought for a moment there was going to be a dangerous situation, do you think I’d get behind the controls several days a week? I have three cubs at home. No way.”
“Do you feel better, Ches?” I asked, patting his hand with my free one and taking the headsets the pilot offered us.
“I guess,” he grumbled, still holding on tight. “But I still say it doesn’t look very safe.”
Still, he bravely boarded and buckled himself into his seat. For a moment, as we lifted off, I thought he might say he’d changed his mind and wanted to get off, but he settled back andlooked out the window at the desert dropping away below. “It looks so different from up here. The resort is so small.”
“Have you ever flown before, even in a plane?” I asked. A helicopter, sure, not many people used those, but everyone flew in planes.
“No. It’s all new to me today.” He pressed his face to the glass and took in the sky and ground and whatever we passed. “Somehow I thought we’d follow the road. I’m not sure why I thought that, but I did.” He chuckled. “We’re going right over the mesa.”
“We are.” I hadn’t started out with a lot of money and the ability to take the most convenient mode of transport, but in the past several years, it had just become how I operated. And I didn’t look out the window anymore, generally focused on a screen of some kind, making deals and returning emails. In fact, I had my phone in my hand at that moment, about to do just that when the omega’s enthusiasm broke through the habit and had me stuffing it away. “Lot of colors in the earth out here, aren’t there?”
“So many!”
We landed at the airport and were driven to the private jet I had booked for the rest of our trip, and it was again a reminder of how privileged my life was. Ches was much more relaxed than in the helicopter, even taking a short nap after enjoying snacks provided for us by the jet service. I’d never had the opportunity to watch my mate sleep, and I tried not to feel too much like a stalker as I sat in the leather armchair across from him, loving the peace in his expression. His eyelids twitched, making me wonder if he was dreaming and if so, of what?
Me?
A male could hope.
But as long as he didn’t appear distressed, I could also relax and enjoy just being close to him. The flight went by quickly, andsoon we were touching down at a private airport not far from Cuffed.
I reached over to wake Ches, but he opened his eyes and glanced around. “That was…where are we?”
“We’ve landed. Time for our meeting. Why don’t you go freshen up first, and then we’ll disembark.”
