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“Mile high, right?” I looked at my two bros.
They both grinned in agreement. It was a done deal.
Because there was no time like the present. Our flight from Chicago to Los Angeles was about five hours, giving us plenty of time to induct Kitty-Kat into the Mile High Club. We would make sure that she enjoyed every single cum-soaked minute of it.
My balls were filled with cream, and I ached to unload it all on her face, in her pussy, or even in her butt. Mason was an ass man and he would try to get there first, but no worries. She could take two loads up there, I was sure.
A groan escaped my throat then.
Just then Katy came rushing on board.
“Sorry I'm late,” she stammered apologetically. “The hotel in L.A. had a few last minute questions I had to deal with on the way here. Everything is sorted out, though. They’ll have our rooms ready before we get there.”
I knew that she was saying something important, but it was tough to focus on what she was saying. The hard wood between my legs needed attention.
Because the girl was absolutely delectable.
Instead of her regular polo shirt and khaki pants, Katy had on a green and black dress that hugged those amazing curves. The neckline was high, but it still showed off her big tits. I could even make out the press of her nipples through
the cloth. Instantly, my mouth started to water.
I knew which part of her I wanted to start with first.
“Nice dress, Katy,” came my voice, rough and needy. My intentions were obvious. I wanted to throw her down and fuck her brains out.
The others were staring at her too. Pricks stood at full attention and ready to perform for our Katy.
I cleared my throat and adjusted the girth of my dick that now snaked halfway down my thigh. “No problem, baby. Just settle in. Relax, hon, we’re about to go wheels up.”
Because the pilot had come on board, waving a hand in greeting. And then the plane door closed, the seatbelt sign coming on.
And smiling sweetly, Katy took a seat next to the window with her clipboard and her phone. Our sweet angel was tapping away at the screen, likely updating Helena before we were in the air.
Damn it, Helena. Leave her to us. She can talk to you about bottled water consumption later.
In all honesty, I had no idea how much work Helena had given Katy. Before, we’d never cared with other personal assistants. But if it stressed out the beautiful brunette, then it was a problem.
Our problem.
Because we wanted her happy and relaxed.
Smiling and carefree.
Katy’s experience with Alpha Prime mattered, for some reason or other.
Shit. Were we getting soft?
Yet it was true.
Shit.
“Katy baby, get us some drinks will you?” I drawled casually. “We’re thirsty.”
“Of course,” Katy jumped up, ready to serve. The dress hugged her ass when she leaned over to put down her clipboard and phone. Our sexy assistant bustled down the aisle, always eager to please.
It only turned me on more.
Because she was always ready to do exactly what we wanted. It was the biggest turn-on. Unlike a lot of the girls who've been in our bed, Katy was genuine. Pleasing us gave her pleasure. And the girl actually seemed to enjoy our company. Imagine that.
