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I feel his fingers delve between my thighs, and I stiffen a little. "Dev, come on… they'll hear us."
He shakes his head. “They won’t…”
“They’ll know anyway if we don’t go back to our seats soon.”
Devon chuckles. “They’ll know?Nowyou worry about them knowing?!”
I feel his thumb start to caress little circles on my clit and his long forefinger entering me in one go.
I moan, closing my eyes shut as I feel his finger fuck deeper into my wet pussy, a swirl of maddening sensations thundering into me. “Devon… oh God!”
"Damn, you came already? You still haven't learned that patience is a virtue, baby, but don't worry, the next one we will savor all the way."
He lowers his boxers, and I feel the head of his hard massive cock bumping against my clit and then rubbing at my entrance, scorching me with his heat.
He lifts me up, and my legs go around his waist of their own volition. At this point, I don’t give a damn if everybody on this fucking plane knows exactly what we’re doing; three days without my man inside me are three days too many.
I reach between us and once again grasp his rigid length, feeling a wave of desire wash over me hotly. I stroke the smooth, swollen head.
“I said no more games, doll,” Devon groans, his voice rough as his hand slides over mine, his fingers curling around mine and making me grip the stiff shaft even more tightly.
He only lets me jerk him off for a minute, and then I feel his cock pulsate and jump in my grasp, and I see his sexy bearded jaw tighten, his throat working as he gulps down air.
His huge hard body tenses all over, and he pulls my hand away from his now practically purple cock.
Grasping my hips more firmly, he plunges into my pussy with one single powerful thrust, impaling me to the hilt.
I feel my head loll back, and my eyes fall closed at the sensation of fullness stretching me so deliciously as I moan his name.
"Look at me," he demands, I do as he asks, and then his lips find mine once more.
For a moment, we both hold still, enjoying the connection, our eyes locked, our breaths shortening, and our hearts beating together. I can feel the vibrations of the aircraft reverberating through my body and forcing ripples into the walls of my core and making my desire for him so intense that I almost pass out from wanting to feel his hard, punishing strokes in and out of me.
He obliges as if reading my mind, his name on my lips as he grunts out in pleasure.
He fills me so thoroughly in this position, getting in so deep, and he's pounding into me so forcefully now that I can feel the steady pulse of the blood hardening his cock against the muscles of my pussy as they clench around its length.
I stare up at his beloved face, watching as the need to fuck makes his expression darken, the planes of his face getting sharper by the minute, his lips in a tight line as he unleashes his unrestrained passion on me, burning me from the inside out, burying himself deeper, bringing us both even closer to orgasm.
I raise my hips to meet his penetration, my breathing growing frantic, my muscles tensing up and quivering in anticipation as more of my wetness pools between us. Amongst ragged breaths, I call his name, holding on for dear life to his large shoulders as he pins me higher to the cold wall with each and every drive of his hips.
"Let go, love! I'm so close, so close!" I moan against his lips, and as the most exquisite pleasure in the world lightens up my body and soul, he does just that, following me into bliss and releasing all of his pent-up frustration and his desire for me into my pussy in thick hot ropes of seed that only make my climax more intense as stars shoot behind my closed eyes.
While we both come down from our high, our dampened foreheads pressed together, I smile up at him. I caress his now peaceful face, my fingertips stroking his short dark beard.
"Well, I was going to apologize some more for revving you up like that, but then again, maybe I shouldn't if that's what happens when I poke the bear."
Devon looks down at me intently for a moment then his expressive eyes crinkle at the corners as he smiles, his love for me shining in every single feature of his face. "Santo Domingo. That's the first city we're gonna stay in. Happy?"
I laugh, hugging his body to mine. "Very… you're the most wonderful man and the best fiancé, and you’ll make the most perfect husband in the world, love, but no more secrets, alright? You know I hate surprises…” I say, craning my head up to reach his lips.
He chuckles. “Oh, I don't know," he remarks smugly with a lazy, satisfied smile on his handsome face. "I think you just proved that keep on surprising you might be worth my while, doll."
Before I can utter a comeback, his lips are clashing with mine once more.
Damn, I love this man.
Epilogue 3
