Chapter 3

I’m convinced he’s about to give me my first kiss when the plane drops suddenly and I feel like my stomach has landed in my throat.

“Dane,” I whimper, clutching at him as far as my seatbelt will let me.

He holds me tight as the plane shakes and I convince myself that this is it. We are all seconds away from death.

“I don’t want to die,” I moan, cupping his face and bringing it to mine.

“There are so many things I want to do.”

“You’re not going to die, beautiful,” he says, giving me a wink. “I promise. It’s just some turbulence.” He gives me a sexy grin and brushes back a wayward strand of my hair, letting his fingers graze my cheek and lighting my body on fire. “I would love to hear about all these things you’re dying to do, though.”

When we hit another rough patch, I figure what the hell, and look up at him. “I’ve never done anything, Dane, and I don’t want to die untouched.”

“You’re not going to die, and what do you mean untouched?” His blue eyes search mine, eager to hear what I have to say.

“I mean I’ve never done anything, and the thought of never knowing what it feels like to be good and properly fucked terrifies me.”

“So you’re a virgin?”

“Yes,” I say, shaking my head.

“What else haven’t you done?”

“Everything,” I admit. “I’ve never even been kissed.”

“Well, we’ll just have to fix that, won’t we?”

He gives me a sexy grin and brings his face closer to mine. I forget all about being in an airplane with others around us or the fact that we’re still going through some turbulence. None of that matters anymore. All I care about is getting this man’s mouth on mine.

When our lips meet, I let out a soft moan and open my mouth to him, wanting a deep kiss like the ones I’ve always fantasized about. He cups the back of my head and runs his tongue along mine, making my toes curl and my pussy so wet I can feel it on my inner thighs. He takes his time, kissing me slowly and deeply until it feels like he owns my mouth, just like he’s about to own every other part of me.

By the time he pulls back, I’m shaking and panting and more aroused than I’ve ever been in my life. All it would take is one word from him, and I’d strip down naked right here on this plane and happily straddle his lap.

“Better?” he asks, giving me a sinfully wicked grin that promises all kinds of different pleasures I’ve never dared to dream of.

“I need more,” I whimper, not caring if I sound like a spoiled brat.

I pull him closer and whisper in his ear. “Please, Dane. My pussy aches so badly. I’m so wet, and I need you to make it feel better.”

He groans and runs his big, strong hand up my inner thigh and under my dress. He slides a finger over my soaked panties and groans.

“My god, little girl, you’re soaking wet.”

“Make it better, Dane,” I moan, keeping my arms wrapped around his neck and his face close to mine.

“You want me to make you cum, sweetheart?” he murmurs against my lips.

“Mm-hmm,” I moan, spreading my knees wider for him.

“Are you sure you can be a good girl and not scream?”

“Yes, I’ll be quiet. I promise.” I’m willing to do anything if it makes this ache in my pussy go away. All I can think about is how badly I need some part of him inside me.

When he pulls my panties aside and slowly starts to slide a finger inside me, I let out a soft moan and clench my pussy around him.

“Good god, beautiful. If you’re this fucking tight around my finger, how will you ever handle my thick cock?”

“I can handle it,” I tell him, never more sure of anything in my life. “I want you to spread me wide with your big cock, Dane.”

He groans and presses his lips to mine, teasing me with his tongue as he fingers me slowly, making me feel like I’m going to burst into a million pieces. I dig my fingers into his shoulders, willing myself to be quiet. He kisses a line along my jaw before giving my earlobe a soft bite.

“Not a sound, little one,” he whispers in my ear right before pressing his thumb to my clit and rubbing me in slow circles that have my breaths coming faster and my heart nearly beating out of my damn chest.

“Are you going to cum for me like a good girl?”

“Yes,” I whisper against his neck, burying my face against him as he starts to rub me faster, keeping his finger buried inside me, a thick, unfamiliar presence that feels so fucking good I can’t help but rock my hips a bit.

“So fucking eager,” he groans, and I smile at how strained his voice sounds. I can’t believe I’m having this kind of an effect on this gorgeous, older man. When I run my tongue over his neck, he lets out another soft groan and starts to rub me harder.

“Dane,” I whimper, feeling my body start to tense.

“That’s right, baby. I want to feel your bald little pussy cream all over my hand.”

His words send me over the edge. I let out a gasp before he used his free hand to cup the back of my head, pressing my face against him so I couldn’t scream out. Pleasure explodes through me as I cling to Dane, biting the crook of his neck so I won’t scream and alert the whole damn plane to what we’re doing. The plane is still shaking a bit, and every jolt sends another wave of pleasure over me as Dane keeps working my pussy until I’m shaking and whimpering against his strong body.

Fisting my hair, he pulls me back and rests his forehead against mine. “You bit me,” he says, giving me a wicked grin. “You’ll pay for that later, sweetheart.”

All I can manage is a loopy, completely unapologetic smile that earns me a sharp flick on my overly sensitive clit.

“Ow!” I say, making him arch a brow at me in warning.

I squirm against him, still feeling the sting in my poor clit, but when he gives me a soft rub, I let out a gasp at the rush of pleasure it brings.

“Not all punishments are bad, sweetheart.”

I run my fingers along his stubbled cheek and look into his sexy, blue eyes.

“I want more firsts, Dane,” I beg, rocking my hips against him as best I can.

He gives me a hungry look and starts to slide his finger out of my soaking wet pussy.