Chapter Three

Macie

My pussy has never been so sore before, but I’d still let him fuck me right now if he wanted. We are driving to the airport, so I opt to suck his cock instead. I feel like I have been starved of affection for my entire life and Wilder is the only thing satiating that hunger. He chuckles when I lean over and pull his cock free, but groans when I take him to the back of my throat and suck hard.

“Jesus, Macie. Fuck, I love the way you suck my cock,” he praises as he grabs hold of my ponytail and guides me up and down on his dick. I use my tongue to tease the back of his cock, making him practically throb in my mouth. I love how he responds to my touch, sexual or not.

I learned on the first night that Wilder has horrific nightmares. He warned me, but I didn’t expect to hold him while he sobbed. He seems to be more triggered at night, and it hurts my heart. Every night this weekend, I’ve held this man while he cried his eyes out, wanting to know why someone would be so cruel. People seem to forget that men have feelings too. They can be just as traumatized and suffer from PTSD just the same. I hate that anyone has made him feel like his feelings do not matter, because they absolutely do. Everything in this world stems from mental health. If it was a priority, a lot of things could be avoided from violent crimes to suicides and maybe even mass shootings.

This morning, he woke up from a nightmare, but he managed well compared to previous nights. He thinks that having me in bed with him is helping, so I hope that trend continues.

Wilder shifts into park before grabbing my head, lifting his hips, and throat fucking me hard . He is especially brutal as he chases down his orgasm. I suck hard and work with him to take him as deep as I can. The noises sound like something straight out of a porno, but it’s his moans that make this so damn good.

“Oh, fuck. Yes. Oh my God,” he moans. “Good girl. Fuck, suck my cock. Just like that. Just like that. Oh, shit…. Oh Macie, I’m gonna come. Swallow baby. Drink my come…Oh fuuuuck.”

This man comes so much sometimes that I have to practically gulp him down and his entire body shudders. I lick his cock clean before I sit up and kiss him. “Goddamn it, you are incredible, Macie,” he says, kissing me again.

“We should go,” I smile.

“Yeah,” he sighs.

We get out and grab our bags before handing the key off to the valet. “So, are we making this public or…” I ask.

“Do you want to?” he asks.

“I do. Do you?”

“Absolutely,” he says as he grabs my hand. We walk to the jet and hand our bags off before climbing the stairs. Once inside, we see Tina sitting on one of the couches. We take a love seat and buckle up. I lay my head on his shoulder.

“Good morning to you too,” Tina mutters.

“Good morning, Tina,” I say sweetly.

“I brought you black coffee, Wiley,” Tina says, ignoring me.

“His name is Wilder, and he doesn’t like black coffee,” I say.

“He is a big boy. He can talk for himself,” she snaps.

“Oh, you see. I am your go-to now. If you want or need something, you come to me first. None of this bullshit where you are mixing your personal feelings in with business. He has a company to run.”

“You are not my boss,” she frowns.

“As per your contract, he can add a supervisor with or without your permission. I am that person now, so yes… I am your boss.”

“Whatever,” she says. “You’ll be history like every other moron he’s tried to get with.”

“Kinda like you when you get fired in six months,” I say, and Wilder chuckles.

“Do you want to watch a movie?” Wilder asks me.

“Sure,” I smile. “You pick.”

“Hmmm. Rom-com?” he says.

“Oh, fuck yeah,” I say happily. “Arden never watches rom-coms with me.”

“I’ll be your rom-com buddy,” he laughs.

“I can think of a few other things you can be my buddy for,” I say with a dramatic wink, making him laugh.

“What happened to the no fraternization policy?” Tina asks.

“Doesn’t count for existing relationships,” I say with a shrug.

“What? You two are dating?” she asks.

“We are,” Wilder says. “Are you going to ask questions the entire flight?”

“I don’t see what you see in her,” she scoffs again.

“Well, I don’t rape him for one,” I say harshly.

“Oh, no. I am very consenting,” he says to me with a grin.

“My eager boy,” I say, kissing him.

“Alright, ya little shit,” he says, tickling my side. I giggle and lean into him so he can wrap his arm around me.

Tina stares us down and never lets up. It’s annoying at first but I soon forget about her and just enjoy the movie. I get to a point where I need to pee so badly, but I don’t want to leave him alone. I am going to explode if I don’t, though.

“I’m going to go to the restroom real fast,” I say.

“Okay,” he smiles and kisses me. I look at him for a moment before kissing him again and standing up. I quickly go to the bathroom and take care of business before washing my hands. When I step out of the bathroom, I notice right away that Tina isn’t in her seat. When I round the corner, Wilder has a panicked look on his face as Tina leans down and unbuckles his belt. I simply walk over, grab her by the hair, and sling her to the floor. The flight attendant doesn’t even flinch, but she looks up from her book in the corner.

“Understand this right now, Tina. I ever catch your hands in my boyfriend again, I’m fucking break them. I am trying to be nice, but I will not tolerate Wilder being abused by you or anyone else. This is your only warning. Next time, I’ll go to jail with a smile on my face and you’ll be eating through a goddamn straw. Understand?”

“Fuck you,” she hisses.

I go over to Wilder and lean down to kiss him. He promptly grabs my hips and pulls me into his lap to straddle him. “We will be landing soon,” the flight attendant warns.

“Later,” I say, kissing Wilder again.

I move over to my seat and hold Wilder’s hand as Tina settles into a seat, glaring at me. If looks could kill, I’d be dead right now. I smile sweetly and lay my head on Wilder’s shoulder. I can feel it in the pit of my stomach that things are going to get a lot worse with her and I am who she is going to target. I will happily take it in, because Wilder is mine. I have waited my entire life for this, and I won’t let some bimbo gold digging skank try to ruin that.

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