‘Is that okay?’ Blake checked.
‘Yes,’ I panted. ‘But harder.’
A wide grin spread across his face.
He slapped my arse again and I cried out with pleasure.
Blake increased the Lip-Stick’s speed and I knew I was a goner.
Using all the energy I had, I rode his cock harder and as Blake removed his hand from my bum cheek and gripped my hip, driving himself deeper, my orgasm detonated.
‘Oh Godddddd!!!’ I screamed, not caring if the entire cabin crew heard. ‘Yes! Blake! Yessss!!!’
‘Fuck, Ellie. Jesus! Fuck!’ Blake growled, exploding inside me.
I collapsed onto his chest, then laid there, trying to catch my breath.
‘Welcome to the Mile High Club.’ He kissed my head.
‘Thank you.’
When Blake pulled out, I expected him to get up and suggest we go back out to the main part of the plane.
But instead, he went to the bathroom then returned with a damp flannel. Without saying a word, he knelt beside me, gently nudged my legs apart, then swiped the flannel between them, cleaning me up.
Then he lay on the bed, pulled me into him and held me in his arms, planting soft kisses on my forehead until I drifted off to sleep.
As we pulled up outside my building, my stomach tensed. I wished I didn’t have to say goodbye to Blake.
I knew I’d see him tomorrow in the office, but it wasn’t the same.
‘Thanks again,’ I said, my shoulders slumping.
When Geoff opened the door and I was about to step out, Blake gripped my arm, leant across me and slammed the car door shut.
‘I don’t like you staying here.’ He ground his jaw. ‘Come home with me.’
‘To stay tonight?’ I asked, my heart racing.
‘No, to stay for… however long you want.’
My eyes popped.
‘You mean, like, move in, stay?’
‘Yes,’ he replied without hesitation.
‘But what about… How?’ I frowned. ‘We’re not supposed to be together. There’s the whole work thing and your family and—’
‘We’ll figure it out. All I know is that I want you with me.’
I looked into his eyes.
He meant it.
There was the same vulnerability I saw when he told me about his ex.
He was opening up again.