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He chuckles. "I love how hot you always are for me. That's a great idea. I've never done it in any kind of vehicle."
"Does a private jet count as a vehicle?"
"No, it's an airplane." He grasps my erse. "So, this will be a first for us."
"Brilliant! Take me to the limousine---and in the limousine, please."
He salutes. "Yes, ma'am."
Then he picks me up and carries me over to the waiting vehicle. The driver doesn't even bat an eye when Gavin asks for the privacy partition to be lowered. I reckon the driver has done that many times for clients who do business in the car, and perhaps even for randy lovers like me and Gavin.
We have three and a half hours to enjoy each other in this car.
Gavin slides a hand up my thigh, and even through my jeans, I swear I can feel the heat of his skin. "Wanna get naked? Or mess around with our clothes on?"
"I've never 'messed around' while fully clothed. So do whatever you want, Gav. I need you to fuck me, that's all."
"You are the best girl any man could hope to find."
He slides that hand up to my waistband. When he unhooks the button on my jeans, my breath catches. But when he pulls the zipper down slowly, my pulse accelerates and my skin grows sensitive, so much that the slightest touch drives me mad with desire for him.
Gavin pushes his hand inside my knickers, cupping me there. "Fuck, you're already wet for me. I can smell it and feel it all over my palm."
"Oh, God, I love the way this feels. Dinnae stop, Gav, please."
"I'm going to take it so slow that you'll be panting for me."
He gently separates my folds and glides one finger down to pet my clitoris. His fingers move so slowly and delicately that the sensation drives me mad, and I begin to thrust my hips without any conscious decision to do that. My body has a mind of its own. No, that's not true. Gavin commands my body, and I love letting him take control of me.
I slap my hands down on his thighs and grip them so tightly that he sucks in a sharp breath. Then my hands drift up to his hips. While he spreads his fingers to rub my folds, using only his thumb to torment my nub, I cannae stop myself from rubbing his cock through his jeans.
He's breathing as hard as I am. "Fuck, Jamie, don't do that unless you want me to come in my pants. I'd rather come inside you."
I peel my hand away. "Sorry. Couldn't help myself."
Gavin latches his mouth on to my breast, suckling it through my blouse. The fabric isn't enough of a barrier. While he goes on sucking my nipple, I grow so painfully aroused that I begin to pant and moan. Instead of gripping his cock, I clench the edge of the seat and squeeze my eyes shut, just waiting for the moment when he will push me over the edge.
"Come for me, baby, come for me now."
I throw my head back, my mouth open on a strangled cry---and I come. My muscles clench nothing, until he shoves two fingers inside me. He pumps them in and out, powerfully and swiftly, while he keeps suckling my nipple. That sends a pulse of pleasure barreling down my nerves, intensifying my orgasm.
He releases my nipple and seals his mouth over mine, swallowing my cries.
When it's over, I sag against the seat. My breaths come hard and fast, just like my heartbeats.
Someone knocks on the partition.
"Mhac na galla," I hiss. "What the bloody hell is that?"
Gavin seems dazed as he stares at the partition.
"Sorry to bother you," the driver shouts through the barrier. "Just got news."
News? What? Dinnae understand the word. An incredible climax delivered by an incredible man will do that to a lass.
Gavin shakes off his confusion before I do. He shouts to the driver, "Just a minute." Then he turns to me. "Zip up, Jamie."
"Huh?" I blink rapidly and at last manage to clear my head. I zip up my jeans and shout to the driver, "You can lower the partition."
