Page 97 of Heart Breaker

“Cove Seven Two Whiskey, read back correct.”

“Appreciate it. Seven Two Whiskey.”

The frequency falls quiet again. Out of the corner of my eye, I catch Lottie trying—and failing—not to laugh.

“I don’t think you heard a single thing they said,” she teases.

I shoot her a warning look that only makes her grin wider. “I heard every word.” I nod toward the navigation display. “We’re descending ten miles earlier to avoid some weather.”

She feigns surprise. “I’m impressed, Mr. Pilot.”

I fight a smile as I adjust my semi-hard cock in my pants.

She slips off her headset and drops it on her chair as she kneels in front of me. My wife is a troublemaker.

Lottie slowly unbuckles my belt and unzips my pants with a fire in her eyes. I lift my hips off the chair and she removes my pants and boxer briefs, tossing them to the side. Her gaze drops to my rock hard cock that springs to life, bouncing against my abs.

I wrap my hand around my shaft and stroke my cock before pointing the head toward her. She leans in with her hands on my thighs teasing the tip of my erection with her tongue.

“Jesus. Fuck.” My abs clench.

My peach licks me from root to tip before wrapping her lips around the tip of my very excited dick, sucking me hard.

“Oh God,” I groan. She replaces my hand with both of hers, stroking my length as she twists.

My legs tremble as she wraps her lips around the head before taking me deeper, my tip hitting the back of her throat every time. I widen my legs to give her more room, and she takes it as an invitation to massage my balls.

“This okay, Wes?”

“Baby, it’s fucking perfect.”

She sucks me deeper and faster, tugging on my balls. I’ve never been this turned on. Being thousands of feet up in the air in our own little corner of the sky makes it even more fun. God, this is dirty.

I thread my fingers in her hair, guiding her up and down my cock until I’m close to shooting, then I pull my dick out of her mouth and pull her onto my lap.

“I need you,” I say, pulling at the knot that closes her wrap dress before pushing it open.

Fuck me.

She’s wearing a see-through lace bra that barely cover her tits and the matching high cut panties in a bubble-gum pink shade. I have to grip the base of my cock to stop myself from shooting at just the sight of her.

“Jesus, Peach. You could have warned me.”

“That means that you like it?” She slips her panties down her legs and straddles my waist, winding her arms around my neck. She arches her back, sticking out her ass just to kill me. When she rocks her pussy over my erection, she almost gets her wish.

“You’re such a naughty girl.” The words have barely left my mouth when an idea hits me out of the blue. I reach for the knot of my tie, loosening it as her eyes follow my hand.

Her lips part. Yeah, she knows exactly what I’m thinking.

I loosen the silk free, holding her gaze as I gather her wrists together behind her back. She shivers when I wind the tie around her wrists, securing them before giving the binding a gentle tug.

“Exactly where I want you.” I give her ass a little smack. “Are you ready, Peach?”

I line my cock up with her entrance and lower her down on me in one thrust. She groans, tipping her head back and giving me the perfect view of our bodies joined together.

“Wes, my God. Yes. You feel so good.”

She’s so wet and warm and tight, welcoming me inside as I grip her hips and start to glide her up and down my length.