Chapter 5

I squeeze her neck harder and watch her take me in another inch. When she doesn’t gag, she lets out a soft, excited whimper and slides down some more. By the time her lips hit bottom, I’m so fucking ready to shoot my load that I can barely stand it. It’s the sweetest fucking torture I’ve ever endured to have to sit still as she slowly bobs her head up and down the length of my cock. I want it faster and harder, but the wet sounds of her sucking me off would echo through this damn plane if she does that.

It’s the most wonderful and aggravating thing I’ve ever experienced. Getting a slow blowjob means I’m feeling every exquisite second of it, but it also means it’s keeping me on the edge, my orgasm always feeling just slightly out of reach. I’ve never been edged before. I usually just take what I want when I want, never denying myself anything, but I have to admit that I might be becoming a fan.

My body is tense with need, my balls feel like they’re about to fucking burst, and I’m not sure how much more of this I can take.

“Fuck,” I growl as quietly as I can.

Mandy runs her fingers over my abs, dragging her nails along my skin and trailing a line down to my aching balls. She takes pity on me and sucks me harder, running her nails gently over my nutsack and pushing me over the edge.

Unable to resist, I squeeze her neck harder, slamming her down onto me and burying my cock deep inside her as my dick pulses and I shoot my load down her sweet throat. I bite back the deep groan I want to give when I feel her throat constricting around my head as she swallows everything I’m giving her like the good girl she is.

When I’m finally empty, I loosen my grip on her neck, feeling more relaxed than I ever have in my life as she licks and sucks me clean. I lean back and close my eyes as her sweet little mouth covers my cock in licks and kisses. She stays on her knees and worships my cock until I’m fully hard again and pulling her into my lap.

I cup her face, running my thumb over her cock-swollen lips. “Such a good girl,” I whisper, bringing my mouth to hers. I kiss her slowly, savoring the taste of her, loving that she tastes like me. She dances her fingers along my hard cock and opens her mouth to me even more. I’m drunk on the taste and feel of her, and all I can think about is getting more.

Running my hands over her body, I feel the way she’s softly shaking, and all it does is turn me on more. I love that she’s shy and nervous but still running her tongue along mine and rocking her small hips in my lap. She pulls the blanket higher up, covering us even more as I pull the straps of her dress down, exposing her perfect, perky tits to my curious hand. Her hard nipples scrap the palm of my hand as I caress her skin before cupping a handful of tit and squeezing her tightly before giving her nipple a good pinch between my thumb and forefinger.

She lets out a soft whimper, and when I give her bottom lip a warning bite, she quiets down, wrapping her arms tighter around my neck, clinging to me for support. I slide my free hand down her back and under her ass so I’m cupping her pussy from behind. God, she’s so fucking wet. Within seconds my hand is coated in her juices, and the temptation to lift her and slide my cock into her is overwhelming.

Even though I’m barely hanging on, I push things further because with her body writhing in my lap and the feel of her wet cunt against my hand and her perfect tit teasing my other, it’s impossible not to. I kiss my way down her neck, amazed that anyone can taste this damn good. I may not be able to bury my face in her sweet pussy right this second, but I can taste other parts of her.

I run my tongue over the crook of her neck before giving her a soft bite and kissing a line further down. She leans back for me and pulls the blanket up higher, hiding me from view as I run my tongue over her taut, rosy-red nipple.

“Fuck,” she whispers as I give her a hard suck, filling my mouth with her tit and running my tongue over her sensitive skin as I slide two fingers into her tight, little pussy until she’s clutching my hair and breathing so heavily I’m forced to pull back or risk us getting caught.

I give her nipple a soft bite before bringing my lips back to hers. I keep my fingers buried inside her as I kiss her gently, trying to get myself back under control as well. She’s not the only one barely hanging on.

“Please,” she whispers against my lips. “Please, Dane, I need you to fuck me.”

“Are you sure that’s what you want? You want your first time to be in an airplane bathroom?”

“Fuck yes,” she whimpers, shocking the hell out of me. “I don’t give a fuck where it’s at. I just need your thick cock inside me right fucking now. Besides,” she says, giving me a big smile, “not many people can say that they’re first time go them in the Mile High Club.”

I laugh because she does have a point. “Very true, sweetheart. This would make you a member of a very exclusive club.”

She laughs and gives me a sweet smile. “So you’ll fuck me and be my first?”

“God, baby, I’m going to fuck the living hell out of you and claim every damn inch of you as mine and only mine.”

“Yes,” she moans against my lips. “Make this little virgin pussy yours, Dane.”

With a growl, I slide my fingers out of her pussy and pull her dress back up before scooting her off me enough so I can put my painfully hard cock back in my pants. Pulling her against me again, I give her one more kiss, desperate for so much more.

When we part, she looks so damn sexy I can barely stand it. Her cheeks are flushed, her lips parted slightly, and her eyes are heavy-lidded and glazed with lust. God, I can’t wait to see the look on her face when I’m ramming my cock inside her.

“Come with me,” I growl, carefully lifting her off me before standing and leading the way to the bathroom. I look around at the dark, quiet cabin, daring anyone who’s still awake to try and fucking stop us. Only one man in the back is still awake, and as soon as he sees the look on my face, he quickly turns away and pretends to be suddenly very interested in the book he’s reading.

When I’m confident we won’t be disturbed, I guide Mandy to the first-class bathroom. Shutting and locking the door, I turn to her, eyeing the deep rise and fall of her chest and the blush that’s still staining her perfect, creamy skin. Her tight, young, fertile body has my cock hard as fucking steel and coated in more precum than I ever thought humanely possible.

“God, I’m going to breed the living hell out of you, little one,” I say as I start to walk toward her.