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“Then why are you?” His voice is laced with irritation and scolding and I feel bad for her even though I know she’s about to make me move and I just got my heart rate to slow back down.
“We are about to take off and Miss Graham needs to take her seat.”
“She’s fine,” he says, tightening his hold on me and pulling me against his chest to rest under his chin.
“She can return once we’ve—”
“I said,she’s fine.” I can’t see his face from where I’m lying against him but I see hers which goes from irritation to acceptance in a matter of a second.
“Very well. We should be taking off in about ten minutes. Would either of you like anything?”
“Privacy for the next two hours and fifty minutes would be great,” he says as he begins to stroke my back.
She nods before going back to the front and shutting the curtain that separates us.
“Wes.” I move my head from his chest and glare at him.
“You were shaking like a leaf when you got in my lap, you want to go back over there?” He raises an eyebrow at me and I look at my chair across the aisle and then back to him before I reach for his glass of champagne and down it.
“Fine, but be nice.”
He chuckles and lets me snuggle against him. I shut my eyes, trying to will us to Miami faster, and somehow, between those two glasses of champagne, and the warmth of Wes’ arms around me as he strokes my back gently, I’m asleep before we take off.
I open my eyes and the first thing I see are clouds. The second thing I feel is Wes’ hand still rubbing me gently. I do my best to tilt my head and when I look up, I see he’s staring at his phone which is in the other hand. His eyes dart to me and a smile breaks out on his face as he puts his phone down on the tray in front of us. “Hey, sleepyhead. Feel better?” He cups my face and presses his lips to mine.
I nod, still slightly disoriented. “How long have I been out?”
He turns his wrist to look at his watch. “About an hour. That was impressive, I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone fall asleep so fast. I was talking to you and then you were just out.” He nods towards the food behind us. “Are you hungry?”
“No…” I shake my head and sit up. “You could have woken me or moved me if you had work to do.”
He narrows his eyes like that was the most absurd thing he’d ever heard. “You were nervous and sitting in my lap seemed to help. I wish that could cure every problem you had.”
The nerves have slowly faded away as it’s really setting in just how bad this man has it for me. Part of me thinks it’s just because it’s new and exciting and I’m young,far younger than him.But another part, the part that’s a hopeless romantic just like my dad, thinks that this has the potential of turning into something real despite all the obstacles that stand in the way of us being together. It’s barely been a week since we first slept together and he has clothes at his place for me to wear when I stay over. He calls me baby or honey more than he calls me Raegan. He fucks me constantly without a condom like there wasn’t a chance I could get pregnant.We really should relax with that.
He is absolutely not like any man I’ve ever been with. “Do you want to go back there?” I point to the bedroom and give him a sexy smile. “I just mean…if you want?”
“Oh, I fucking want.” He stands up with me still in his arms and walks us to the bedroom, shutting the door behind us and sets me on my feet. I look out the circular windows, seeing the sun and the white fluffy clouds pass by.
“I’ve never joined the mile-high club,” I tell him as I turn around and tap my zipper behind me for him to help me. He’s behind me in an instant, slowly lowering the zipper as he presses his lips to my neck.
“How lucky I am to be the one who gets to initiate you.”
My dress falls to my feet and he picks it up, draping it over a chair in the corner. He turns around just as I’m unbuttoning my blouse and I watch as he begins to undress. It only takes a minute before we are both naked and on the bed, him on top of me and me lying on the softest cashmere blanket I’ve ever felt.
I actually feel like I’m in heaven.
He moves down my body, kissing practically every inch of skin before he gets to my pussy. “You have the prettiest pussy.” He drags his tongue along the seam before he uses his fingers to open me up. “I used to lie awake at night thinking about how you’d melt against my tongue.”
My eyes flutter closed at his words. “Oh God.”
“I hope I can make you squirt again.” He swirls his tongue around my opening, penetrating me a few times and wiggling his tongue inside of me.
“Wes, fuuuuuck.”
“Oh absolutely, but first, I need you to come while I lick your pussy.”
“Yes.” I moan as he flicks my clit.
