Page 67 of Franco DeLuca


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“Baby, we’re not walking in blind. Once we’re on the jet, we’ll discuss the plan for our stay in San Antonio.”

“Ok,” she breathed.

I pulled my face out of the crook of her neck momentarily. “Clip and Saro, keep your eyes on the road. Turn up the music too.”

Clip nodded.

‘Under the influence’ by Chris Brown blared through the speakers.

My fingers crept under her dress, gliding along her soft skin. Her hand curled around my forearm as I pushed her panties aside.

A whimper left Kennedy’s lips as my finger circled her clit.

I sucked her neck like I was a vampire.

“Franco,” she moaned.

Kennedy didn’t follow my orders. She was coming undone. I stroked faster.

“Whose pussy is this?”

“Yours,” she muttered.

How could I blame her for falling apart? My cock was threatening to bust the seams of my navy slacks.

“Don’t you dare show my men your cum faces,” I growled.

Her fingernails dug into my arm as her pussy rocked along my fingers until she came all over my hand.

“Fran-co,” she groaned as the truck came to a halt on the tarmac next to the jet.

Pulling my face from her neck, I checked our surroundings. I kept my fingers buried inside her warm pussy, loving the way her muscles squeezed them. Clip and Saro climbed out of the truck, keeping their eyes averted.

Kennedy slipped off my fingers, unbuckled her seatbelt, then yanked her panties off. She climbed into my lap, straddling me. The lust and desire pooling in her eyes to have my cock inside of her made me even more crazy about her. Kennedy pressed the seatbelt button, released my arm from the strap, then tossed the seatbelt aside like it was in her way. She tugged my hair, staring into my eyes. Her free hand freed my cock. My hand rested on her hip under the little cream dress she wore that barely hit mid-thigh.

“I knew this dress was a sin the moment you put it on,” I muttered.

A wicked smile curled her lips. “That’s why I wore it. To tempt you.”

Her tongue skated across my lower lip. “Franco, fuck me hard.”

My lips fell on the buttoned ruffled cuff around her wrist. The little black necktie on the side of her neck only made me want to untie it. However, reading my woman’s eyes, I understood just how hard she wanted to be fucked.

The tinted windows hid our dirty acts from the outside world.

I gripped the tie tightly around her neck. She gasped as my thumb circled her clit.

“You need my cock, don’t you, Kennedy?” I asked, releasing the tie.

“So...badly,” she grunted, barely able to form a sentence.

I slid my dick inch by inch into her wet pussy. Watching her eyelids flutter closed and the O shape that took her lips made my cock harder, if that was possible.

Tugging at her waist, I slammed her pussy down my shaft.

“Oh, fuck!” She hollered at the top of her lungs.

I was sure every person on the airport grounds heard my beautiful woman.

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