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I close a hand around him, once again admiring his considerable girth, while I begin to stroke him.

“No,” he simply says, before taking me by the hips and lifting me up to place me on his length.

I want to protest at first, but words fail me, when his thick head spreads my lips as he impales me on himself. His accompanying groan sends a warm wave down my spine, accelerating my own lust, and I throw my head back in delight, when he’s filling me with his entire length. He feels so good inside of me, so right and strong. I begin moving my hips on his lap, circling around his steely length, while he cups my breasts with both hands. I squeal with delight when he closes two fingers around my sensitive nipples and starts squeezing. The pain is short-lived and just intense enough to leave a throbbing after glow. The sensation travels all the way down to my core, causing a wanton pulsation around my clit. I can feel my muscles tensing around him when I begin to move up and down, supported by his hands that are now digging into the flesh of my behind.

His gaze is fogged with desire, his eyes rolling back into his head as he approaches his climax just as fast as me. I lean forward, and our lips clash together in a hungry kiss, devouring each other while I can feel the first waves of my impending rapture twirling through my core. I moan through our kiss as I find my release on his cock and he wraps his arms around me as he joins my elation, thrusting his hips up, while he fills me with his seed. The crests keep coming, rocking both of our bodies as we shudder through another joint orgasm, holding on to each other in an embrace so tight that it almost robs me of air to breathe.

We’re both breathing heavily when we break our kiss and stare into each other’s eyes, the last remnants of our elation still echoing through our bodies. He loosens his grip around me, his hands trailing down my back, while he looks at me through hazy eyes.

“Do you know why people say that sex on a plane is the best?” he asks in a whisper.

I shake my head. “No.”

“They say it’s because of the vibrations,” he says, gently tugging a strand of hair behind my ear, before his lips follow.

“This was intense, wasn’t it?” he whispers, barely audible.

“But I don’t think this had anything to do with the aircraft,” I dare to say.

He sighs, and wraps his arms around me again, and pulls me closer.

“Neither do I, Madison,” he whispers, sounding almost sad. “This was all you.”

Chapter 32

Chase

“You’re late.”

Aston’s stern look meets mine, as I take a seat across from him, the aroma of sizzling steak filling the air around us.

“Sorry, parking is a nightmare in this neighborhood,” I apologize, while waving for the waiter to bring me a beer.

Aston’s gaze flickers to my tanned skin, an unintended souvenir from my recent getaway.

“Looks like you’re never leaving the sun these days,” he observes, a playful smile tugging at his lips. “Last time you looked like this was right after you moved to California, when you vowed to make up for all that missed sunlight after spending so many years under gloomy New England skies.”

He raises an eyebrow at me, and I’ve never been more grateful to see a beer being placed in front of me than at this very moment. I reach for the drink the moment it hits the table, and clink glasses with him, before bringing the drink to my lips and taking a large swig.

“So?” he probes. “What have you been up to?”

I want to deflect so badly, but I can tell that Aston suspects something, and he has every reason to, after our last conversation on the phone.

I clear my throat and lean in a little closer, as if I was about to share a well-kept secret with him. “You remember what you told me, right? About doing the scary thing?”

Aston nods, his curiosity piqued. “Of course. Don’t tell me you listened to me for once?”

Taking a deep breath, I decide to lay it all out. “Well, after our last conversation on the phone, I did something incredibly stupid. That snake who stands between me and my plans—”

“Madison,” he interjects. “That’s her name, right?”

I don’t know why hearing her name has this kind of impact on me, but my throat suddenly feels uncomfortably dry, and I need another swig of beer before I can answer him.

“Well, yes, Madison,” I confirm. “I… we took my jet to Hawaii for a couple of days, and—”

“You what?” Aston’s eyes widen in surprise, and he leans back in his chair, absorbing my revelation.

“You told me to do the scary thing!”

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