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Having a man who was so in control with everything else in his life completely lose it as a result of my hands and mouth was indescribable. My jaw hurt, but I didn't stop, and soon enough, I was rewarded with his release.
Grabbing my hair, he loosened the band, and just like that, it was flowing over my face.
"Beautiful," he breathed, but as I glanced up at him, I deeply suspected that he wasn't exactly seeing me. Perhaps a blurry visage was more appropriate because his eyes were too glazed over with pleasure.
After kissing me on the top of my head, he leaned against the chair, and in the next moment, he was spurting harder, and I almost choked on his cum. I didn't want to waste any drop of it, so I kept his dick in my mouth and sucked as hard as I could until he couldn't take anymore.
He was breathing so hard at the end of it that he couldn't catch his breath.
It took a while for him to recover, and by the time he did, I was now seated astride on his lap. I watched him as I pushed his hair out of his eyes, but he still couldn't look at me as he tried to get himself under control. I kissed him once again and dove into the whirlwind of emotions that made him ready to go again.
“You’re going to be the death of me," he said as we broke slightly apart for a moment. I smiled as I continued to grind against him, and then I grabbed him, unwilling to wait any longer.
He reached his hand underneath me to stroke my clit, and I threw my head back, enjoying it just the way that I wanted. I knew that she could hear us, and I couldn't believe just how turned on I was.
But I was enjoying him unfathomably, and I was glad that she would hear and know, so hopefully, she would know how to back away.
One of his fingers slipped inside of me, and then another, and I began to ride it. Biting down on my bottom lip, I savored his touch until he kissed me once again and let go. I understood then that he had gotten the feel that he wanted and had handed the reins back to me.
Beyond wet, I slipped the dark lace to the side and hoisted myself up, positioning him at my entrance. Watching him, I did the same to him as I lowered down on his length, and once again, he shut his eyes. I moaned as he entered me because I wouldn't ever get used to how big he was.
I could see it clearly in real life, but there were no words to describe how decadently he fit inside of me. I was stretched so sweetly and filled so thoroughly that I couldn't help but collapse against him, needing to process this, needing to know how to handle this.
I couldn't stay long without moving, even though I didn't want it to end. But once again, the admonition to live in the moment came to mind, and the enjoyment of this current moment, in particular, was so sweet. My heart wanted to fly out of my chest, perhaps because we had fought and reconnected, but I felt so damn close to him in a way that I never had before and couldn't believe was possible. Our hearts beat as one as he held me, and as I fucked him in and out, I moved my hips, pulling out just until hid tip was at my entrance and then slamming back down onto him.
Eventually, I rose completely and sat on the couch with my knees underneath and by his sides. I guided him back to my entrance and moaned loudly. I began to ride him then, and he nearly lost it. I could see the veins throbbing by his temples, down his neck, and feel the sting of his hard grip as he reached behind to grab my ass. He was every bit as intoxicated by this moment as I was, and we both didn't want it to end. My pace increased, and so did his thrusts, trying to make this as hard and impactful for me as possible.
"Oh," he moaned. "Fuck," he swore as he continued to mold my ass. It felt so good. He felt so good, and so did I. I leaned forward to kiss him, finding a way to grind myself. My legs were literally no longer on the ground, and neither was my sense in my body. It felt as though it was somewhere on the clouds, floating by, lounging, and sipping on a daiquiri, having the time of my life. I wasn't jealous because nothing could compare to this feeling right now. The feel of his dick hit me at just the right spot over and over again as I fucked into it, chasing the unbelievable sweetness and thrill. Eventually, though, neither of us could keep up. I was trembling all over while he was clenching hard and cursing.
I couldn't really appreciate it due to the intensity of the situation, but a corner of my brain didn't miss the novelty of it at all.
He cursed in real life, especially when one of his employees momentarily pissed him off, but only there. I could still recall the first time I had heard it. He rarely got angry, despite how strict he was with his work, but when he did, he was scarier than the devil.
“Fuck, I adored this man,” my heart couldn't help but sing as I wrapped my hands around him in desperation.
I cried out as I came, pleasure rampaging through my body like a storm. I could feel the hard clench of his abdomen as well as his collapse against me as he began to come as well. His entire body spurted and tensed yet I didn’t stop riding him. I couldn’t stop even if a gun was held to my head. Pleasure had completely taken over both of us and reduced us to nothing less than animals. Unable to control ourselves, unable to catch our breath. Eventually though, and thankfully when it was announced that we would soon be landing, I had no choice but to regain my senses.
Sure, the privacy screen was helpful, but I was sure that couldn't remain as it was as we descended, so I was forced to open my eyes and that was when I found that he was watching me as well. He brushed my hair out of my face so affectionately that I was almost sure he was falling in love with me, and if this was a stretch, he looked at me as though he was seeing me for the very first time.
“I have to say,” he said. “I am incredibly glad you came along on this trip. I cannot believe I would have taken it alone.”
This made me smile, unfortunately, however, I didn't have much time for much else as I got up and collapsed onto the seat beside him. I was so exhausted I almost dared to fall asleep but, in his arms, solely in his arms.
“Hello, Sir,” we heard the air hostess call.
“Yeah,” he replied as he unhurriedly began to redo his belt buckle.
“We’ll be landing soon so you have to put your seatbelt on. And take the screen down if you don't mind. My apologies for the interruption.”
“No need,” he said as he zipped up his pants.
I was too lazy to handle myself and bolder than ever.
“Sir,” I gave him a look after he was done, and he laughed because he knew exactly what it was. He grabbed my pants and pulled them onto his lap so that he could help me get dressed as well. I felt so pampered and so special but none of it compared to when he spread his seatbelt between us and then extended the seatbelt around both of us.
“Ready to land in Phuket?” he asked into my ear as he nibbled on my earlobe.
“I am,” I replied and turned around to kiss him.
