Page 182 of Pure Recklessness

‘Thanks. I really love the work I’m doing.’

‘Good. Your idea is genius. You’re a very intelligent, impressive woman, Ellie Lewis.’ He leant forward and kissed me. ‘And fucking sexy too.’ He slid his hand up my dress, then pulled my knickers to the side. ‘I think you should be rewarded for your initiative.’

‘Yeah? What’s my reward?’ I panted as he brushed his thumb over my clit, before sliding his fingers inside my pussy which was already slick with arousal. Good thing the cabin crew weren’t out here.

‘Membership to the Mile High Club,’ he said and my brows shot up. ‘More specifically, the opportunity to ride my cock at around 35,000 feet.’

‘When will my membership be approved?’ I asked.

‘With immediate effect.’ He withdrew his fingers from my pussy, licked them clean, unbuckled our seat belts, then led me to the back of the plane.

He opened a door and, inside the room I hadn’t even realised existed, there was a bed. An actual double bed. Right in the centre.

Whilst I stood there gawping, Blake took off his clothes, then laid on the bed spreadeagled, his cock standing at full mast.

There was no way I could let that go to waste.

He rolled a condom on and after I’d removed my dress and underwear, I straddled him.

‘Yes.’ He grinned. ‘I’ve always wanted you on top.’

I’d never ridden a man before, but just the thought of me doing this here, thousands of feet in the sky, made my clit pulse with need.

After lifting my hips, I slowly lowered myself onto his cock.

As Blake filled me up to the hilt, we groaned with pleasure.

‘Fuck,’ he growled, swiping his thumb over my sensitive bud.

I threw my head back, revelling in the sensation, then started riding him like I was competing in the Grand National, my boobs bouncing up and down.

Blake thrust into me and I rocked my hips faster.

‘Look at those glorious tits,’ Blake growled, reaching up to squeeze my nipples.

‘So good,’ I moaned, trailing my hands over his muscular chest.

I loved that I was in control.

That I was confident enough to take charge, dictate the pace and intensity.

As I watched Blake’s eyes roll back in his head and saw the way I was driving him wild, I felt so powerful. So sexy.

Blake circled my clit with one hand, then reached over to the bedside table with the other and picked up a Lip-Stick.

‘I didn’t see that there!’ I panted, still riding him.

‘Seeing as this gadget is partly responsible for bringing us together, I thought we could incorporate it, to show our gratitude.’

‘Do it,’ I said, my breath ragged.

Blake pushed the on button, then pressed the Lip-Stick against me.

‘Oh God!’ I arched my back.

The sensation of Blake’s cock pumping in and out of me, combined with the sweet vibrations of the Lip-Stick on my clit were almost too much to bear.

Blake lightly tapped my bare arse and the delicious sting nearly tipped me over the edge.