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A distraction?
I’ll admit, I nearly open my eyes to stare up at him, intrigued by what he’s implying. Is there a cocky look in his eye? Sincerity in his downturned lips? It’s hard to judge the tone of his voice when he’s yelling over the wind as we hurtle through the air.
“What kind of distraction?” I dare, hoping he doesn’t plan to fall into a nosedive that makes me fear for my life.
A rumbling laugh in his chest answers me before he shifts me slightly and the hand gripping my leg moves and slips between my thighs. The unexpected touch makes me gasp, and my eyes fly open.
“Elio,” I snap, my gaze zeroing in on him. The corner of his mouth is ticked up in a smirk, and there’s a daring look in his eyes. “What are you doing?”
“Distracting you.” He runs his fingers over me again, parting my lips carefully and sending a tantalizing wave of heat rolling through me. “It seems to be working.”
He’s right. Even as I try to form an argument on why he can’t fuck me and fly at the same time, my thoughts dissolve into an indecipherable mess. His touch, coupled with the adrenaline rush from seeing the sky and clouds surrounding us, has shocked my senses.
There’s only one thing I’m certain of right now. “There are too many clothes in the way.”
His smirk widens into a smile as he pumps his wings again, and his fingertips brush over my clit. My pussy throbs, growing more desperate by the second for his touch, eager to feel him inside me, and I frantically try and figure out how to make that happen without having to land and disrobe.
“Agreed,” he chuckles. “My cock is going to tear through these pants if I don’t do something about them.”
Heat singes my cheeks, despite the cool wind beating against them. Are we really about to do this?
“Do you trust me?” he asks, making my stomach flip nervously.
On the ground? I trust him completely. In the air? I’m not so sure.
What exactly does he have planned that would put my trust in question?
I open my mouth to answer and snap it closed again. I mean to say yes–I want to say yes–but I’m trembling with nerves.
“Trust me, Princess,” he says, leaning down to press his lips against mine. My eyes flutter closed, and for a moment, I forget I’m hundreds of feet in the air. Elio and I are the only things in existence, the fire burning hotter through my veins as the seconds tick by and his lips lead mine in a passionate slow dance.
And then we pitch sideways, feeling like we’ve just topped the highest roller coaster drop in the world, and the sickening pull of freefall takes me. I scream against Elio’s lips, my hands grabbing blindly for him like squeezing him harder will stop the fall, and my heart slams painfully into my ribs.
It happens quickly, although the seconds feel like the longest hours of my life, before Elio’s tense form settles beneath me and our movement steadies. My eyes have started to ache from being squeezed shut, and I only relax when he runs a comforting hand down my back and hugs me to him.
“Open your eyes, Princess,” he says. “It’s fine. We’re not falling.”
It takes several deep breaths before I’m able to convince myself to believe him, but when I finally pry a single eyelid open I find Elio staring up at me, a cocky smirk curling his mouth. He’s flying upside down, his wings beating hard to keep us riding the wind, but he makes it look easy.
I’m not even sure how the hell he’s doing it, but when he smiles at me and reaches to tug his jeans down over his hips, it doesn’t matter.
What matters isthisis happening.
I’m about to get fucked in the air with absolutely nothing but Elio’s wings to keep me from tumbling to the ground below.
Does this qualify as the mile high club?
I’m tempted to ask, until the press of his rock hard cock against my pussy jumbles my thoughts and sends a spiral of heat through my core. Jokes can wait. I need to feel him inside me. If I’m going to risk falling to my death, I’m sure as hell getting off first.
I carefully shift so that the head of his cock lines up with my slick entrance, and Elio wastes no time lifting his hips and plunging inside. I gasp as he fills me, gripping his bare shoulders for reassurance and stability. So far, we haven’t dropped out of the sky, so I’m feeling more confident, but the unfamiliar feeling of getting railed without anything beneath us is hard to wrap my mind around.
Luckily, Elio doesn’t give me time to think. He pulls me down onto him and crushes his mouth against mine while steadily burying himself inside me over and over again. His body is incredibly tense beneath me, and I can’t imagine the amount of strength it takes to do what he’s doing.
Maybe flying isn’t so bad after all.
He grips my ass firmly with both hands, and slams me down onto his cock until I’m begging for release. A tender moan escapes my lips with every thrust, and tension knots in my core as I grind on top of him. I’m too afraid to let go and reach for my clit, knowing a little bit of friction is all I need to come apart.
“Elio,” I gasp into the wind as he continues to slam into me. I have no idea if he can hear me or not, or even if I meant for him to, but I like the taste of his name on my lips.
