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I sucked in a breath, my walls pulsing wildly around him at the authority in his tone. It kick-started my hips as they began to move freely. I knew Rowdy would preserve my modesty as much as possible.

As good as this felt, that old man could watch for all I cared.

It wasn’t long before I truly threw caution to the wind, and I found myself bent, arms resting on the wicker rail as I stared out at the city approaching slowly from our descent.

“Oh, God, yes!” I cried under the cover of the burner and the wind. I’d abandoned all reason and wildly threw my ass and hips back, fucking myself on his monster dick the way Rowdy had known I needed to be taken.

The only thing that could have possibly made it better would have been losing our clothes, too, so I could feel his skin against mine. I already knew it wasn’t happening, though. Rowdy was not about to let another man see my naked body.

“Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me, Daddy! Yes, yes, yes!”

Rowdy and I grunted in harmony as he held onto me. I could feel him watching me and the struggle it took to hold himself still as I lost myself in the pleasure of using him so shamelessly.

It only made me that much more eager to please him.

My second orgasm came swiftly, and I didn’t fight it or try to prolong it this time. I straightened on weakened legs, letting his hard dick slip free of my pussy, and turned to face him.

“Daddy?”

“Fuck,” he groaned. “Why’d you stop?”

“Because…” I stared into his green eyes as I slid my hands up his hard chest. “I’ve been a good girl, right?”

He wordlessly nodded.

“And good girls drink their protein?” The confused frown slowly disappeared from his face as I lowered to my knees.

“Ah, shit,” he moaned when I swallowed him whole.

There was no need to let my saliva build—not when my arousal still coated him, making the head nice and sloppy the way he liked it. I pulled back, my tongue lashing his frenulum, where my taste still lingered before taking him deep once again.

I couldn’t quite describe the look in his eyes as he watched me suck him off. Vulnerable? Awe? Obsessed? Whatever it was, it made me feel powerful even while on my knees.

I used my free hand—the one not wrapped around his shaft to keep him from going too deep—and cupped his balls while I moved my mouth up and down. My lingering arousal and saliva mixed with his pre-cum gargled noisily at the back of my throat, and the gleam in Rowdy’s eyes told me he liked it.

He was holding back still, refusing to fuck my face, and I wondered if it was to keep what we were up to a secret or if he was being a gentleman and letting me keep control.

He busted down my throat before I could discover the answer.

“Mmmh.” I loudly smacked my lips after I swallowed his cum. “Yummy.”

“You so fucking nasty,” Rowdy praised. He rubbed the fat head of his dick, still dripping cum, on my bottom lip, and I dutifully licked it away before he helped me to my feet and immediately shoved his tongue in my mouth, groaning when he tasted himself on my tongue. “Come on,” he told me when he broke the kiss. “Let me get you home so I can eat and fuck that pussy right.”

“Okay.”

I looked around and realized we’d landed and were now alone in the basket. Rowdy hopped over before helping me out, and I spotted the pilot returning from speaking to another couple already waiting for their turn a few feet away.

“Appreciate it.” Rowdy slipped him a fat wad of cash when he shook the pilot’s hand.

“Happy to help,” the blushing pilot drawled. “Good luck.”

“Oh, my God,” I whispered as soon as he walked away. “I think he saw us, Owen.”

Rowdy gave me an incredulous look as we started the long walk back to the car, hand in hand. “Of course, he saw, Atlas. That basket ain’t but fifty feet long, and we were the only people in it. What did you think the tip was for?”

My mouth fell open, and I covered my face with my hands. “Kill me. Just…kill me.”

“Chill. He’s not trippin’ about it, so why are you?”

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