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“Inside. Now.”
He growls and pivots, then strides to the jet.
I forget about my bags until I see Daphne over Luc’s shoulder. She avoids my eyes as she walks behind us with my handbag and roller. I wiggle to get down. But Luc swats my ass. I bite back a mewl and bury my face in his neck. The tantalizing scent of his cologne fills my nostrils. I inhale deeply to imprint his deliciousness on my mind forever.
He carries me on board and down the aisle to the rear closest to the bedroom. I slide down his body, moaning softly as his cock brushes against my belly. He gestures for me to sit by the window and lowers into the chair beside me.
“I take care of you, Ma Petite Fille,” he admonishes as he swats my hands from the seat buckle. He fastens the pieces together and smooths my dress over my thighs. His fingertips brush my skin between the flaps. He chuckles as I part my thighs. “So eager for my touch. I will take care of that, too.”
With a sigh, I sag in the seat.
“Monsieur le duc, the pilot says we’ll be ready for takeoff after refueling. Would you care for a beverage or anything?”
I jolt at Daphne’s voice and glance up.
Her eyes focus on Luc.
I narrow mine at her emphasis on anything. I knew she wanted him! Shifting in my seat, I place a hand on his upper thigh. He faces me. His eyes flash at my possessiveness as he covers my hand with his. He brings it to his lips and kisses the knuckles.
“Would you care for anything, Chérie?” He murmurs as he places our entwined hands back on his leg. My fingertips brush the side of his bulge surreptitiously.
“A glass of water, please,” I purr as I stare into his heated eyes.
Without looking at Daphne, he says, “And a glass of ice, merci.”
In my periphery, I notice a blush creep on her cheeks before she spins on her heel and stalks away.
Bye. Bye.
Luc chuckles.
“Not willing to share, Ma Petite Fille?”
I gasp, affronted.
“Absolutely not!” I arch an eyebrow and add, “Unless you wish to share me with another Daddy Dom…”
He growls as his nostrils flare. He narrows his eyes and responds, “Non! Absolument pas!”
Now, it’s my turn to chuckle. He glares and opens his mouth to speak.
But Daphne reappears. Silently, she reaches in front of us to extend the table from its hidden compartment in the wall. She steps back to retrieve the tray with glasses of water and ice. She places linen napkins and coasters on the table, then glasses on top of them. Wordlessly, she bows her head and leaves us.
Luc glances at me.
“I will reassign Daphne to one of the corporate jets. I will have no one upset you, Blair.”
My heart swells. This man!
“Thank you,” I say as I cup his cheek. “That means a lot to me, Luc.”
He closes his eyes and nuzzles against my palm.
I want to skip the water and drink him down in the bedroom.
He opens his eyes. With a smirk, he scoops a piece of ice from the glass and holds it up to my lips. They part on a gasp at the unexpected coolness against my warm flesh. He slides the cube into my mouth.
“Suck.”
