Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 17348 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 87(@200wpm)___ 69(@250wpm)___ 58(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17348 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 87(@200wpm)___ 69(@250wpm)___ 58(@300wpm)
“You’re a dirty little girl, aren’t you?” he growls, leaning in and pressing his lips against my neck as he works the clasp on my bra. “Fucking me on the job. I wonder how many in-flight regulations we’re both breaking right now.”
“Oh God,” I moan as he strips me naked. “I never would have dreamed of doing anything like this until…”
My voice trails off as he slides out of his shirt, exposing a muscular chest and arms that look like they could lift me and the world along with it.
“Until what, baby?”
My mouth is suddenly dry, the last thing I need it to be right now. I take a small travel water from the fridge and take a sip as he unbuckles his pants, showing off those incredible v-lines that only the best in-shape men have.
“Until you,” I say.
This seems to please him. He smiles and drops his trousers, causing his massive cock to spring out with incredible force. It aims straight at me, veiny and taut, thick and muscular, a drop of wetness dripping from the tip.
“I…” My eyes focus on this in particular. I’m so turned on, but I also feel so out of my depth. “You didn’t…already?”
I point, and for a moment Conrad just looks at me. Then he understands what I’m asking and chuckles. He steps closer and slides a hand around my waist.
“No, baby. That’s pre-cum,” he tells me.
“Pre-cum?” I whisper.
“That’s right. Just a little bit before the main event,” he explains. “And when the main event comes…well, there will be a lot more. But you already know that, don’t you? You’ve felt it inside you.”
His words throw me off-balance. A smile twists my lips, and my eyes roll back as I remember that moment. So incredible. The raw sensuality, the primal sensations of a man taking me and the way my body reacted when I felt his seed spray up inside of me…
God that was incredible.
“Yes, and I want to feel it again,” I tell him, letting my eyes show him just how serious I am. And he clearly gets it, because in less than a second, he’s turning me around and bending me over the sink.
With his knee, he forces my legs apart, spreading me open to accept him. I glance back over my shoulder and see him standing ready behind me, his eyes on my sex, his eyes brimming with lust. His abs are chiseled and rippling as he moves, positioning himself to take me. I try to reach back and trace them with my fingers, but he snatches me by the wrist and pins my hand behind my back. Then he grabs my other wrist and does the same thing, cuffing them together using only one hand. It’s disturbing and incredibly sexy at the same time just how easily he’s able to overpower me. Then he snatches a fistful of my hair and bends me back until my back can’t bend any farther.
“Conrad—” I start to say but am cut off as he enters me.
The stretch is brutal and incredible. There’s a spark of pain, not as intense as the first time, but it’s still there. I gasp as it hits me, but it’s gone in less than a second as he presses onward, driving the rest of his inches up inside me without hesitation. My jaw falls open as I take it. It simply does not seem physically possible, but somehow it happens. He fills me up until I feel his balls press against my clit.
“Oh, fuck,” he groans. “Right there, baby. Right there.”
“Yes,” I moan back. “Yes, Daddy.”
There I go again. Okay, so I have a daddy kink. I guess there’s no point in denying it now. If it doesn’t bother Conrad, then it doesn’t bother me.
He starts thrusting, hammering me hard from behind, his balls slapping my already sensitive clit with each stroke. Bent over with my arms locked behind my back and my head pulled back, there’s really nothing I can do but be his little plaything. And I love that.
Every nerve ending in my body, every fiber, every cell begins to vibrate with an intense symphonic pleasure. I open my mouth wider, wishing I could scream, but I’m still aware enough to remember that I’m on a plane filled with passengers, pilots, and other flight attendants, and if I do that, well I can kiss my professional career goodbye.
But another time. Another time I’ll scream, because this—this can’t be the end. Not between Conrad and me. In fact, this has to be just the beginning. The beginning of something long, magical, and lasting. I feel like I’ve been bitten and now I have the bug, the Conrad bug, and he’s worked his way into my body and soul and there’s simply no way I’ll ever get rid of him.