10. Tysen
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TYSEN
“A nd she’s asleep.” Maci is in my lap, head tucked into my shoulder, her ass doing nothing to calm down my dick when she makes the slightest movement, and her soft breath whispers across my neck with each inhale and exhale she takes. When Maci sat down, it was next to me, hesitant almost at where to rest. The second she kicked off her shoes, I pulled her into me. I’d barely gotten two words out about what she wanted to watch before she cuddled into me, which is where she’s currently settled, and I don’t see her moving in the near future.
I grab the remote to turn down the volume another notch since an ad decided to be ten decibels too fucking loud compared to the hockey game I have on. I drop the remote, and my hand slides to the outside of her thigh, feeling her smooth skin, and I realize that this is what Asher, Trent, and Johnny have. I never balked at the idea of settling down, yet I didn’t think it’d happen anytime soon, before Maci. She stormed into my world, flipped it upside down, and when I didn’t see her the next morning, I tried to brush it off. I attempted to make it seem like it wasn’t a big deal when in the back of my mind, my thoughts always went back to her.
My phone buzzes in my pocket, going off non-stop. This can go one of two ways, the first being my mom asking about everything under the damn sun. Then there’s more likely possibility that all of my friends from childhood are chiming in in the group text because Jude has a big-ass mouth. I lightly jostle Maci to dig into my pants pocket to pull out the device. I’d made sure to text Liam that everything was good, and I’d update him when we were in the air. Maci texted Samuel asking if he’d pick up an order for the two of us, and I’d pay him back. He got right on it, and I saw Maci’s cheeks turn red. I figure Samuel asked the obvious, and seeing as how he made the comment about Maci talking to him about me, they’ll have more to talk about later.
The screen on my phone lights up, and my thumb slides over the screen when I see multiple texts coming through.
Jagger: Tysen has news for you.
Jude: I told you to keep that news to yourself, fuckface.
Asher: What?
Trent: Whose news are you telling now?
Jude: Here we go again.
Crew: Man, not this shit. May as well spill since we all know you will anyways.
Jagger: I resent that statement.
Matthew: Make it quick. I’ve got to appear in court.
Luke: Fuck, I’m going to miss it all. I’m seeing patients all afternoon.
Jagger: Sucks for you.
Jagger: Anyways, Tysen has a woman. Her name is Maci. She’s currently on his flight as an attendant, and he met her right after he turned in his resignation with the big dogs.
Jude: I’m never letting Jagger into my office again.
I tip my head back, allowing the cushion to pillow me, and attempt not to bust a gut laughing at Jagger with his antics. I also need to respond before our time ends and Samuel is back with our lunch.
Me: Jesus, man, I think you spend too much time obsessing over our sex lives and not enough time getting your dick sucked.
Crew: Jagger, man. Even I don’t go snooping into Jude’s office. It’ll suck for you if you ever need a favor from him.
Johnny: Fuck me, I just walked into a landmine.
Jagger: Whatever, you were going to sit and stew on this until you were old and gray. You can thank me later. By the way, why are you so worried about my dick getting sucked?
Matthew: Alright, I’m out of here. Can’t wait to meet her, Tysen.
Luke: Well, now that I’m late seeing patients, I’ll catch you later. Thanks for the update on Tysen’s love life. Your dick is most definitely not getting sucked, Jag.
Asher: Welcome to the club, Tys. See you at the next cookout. Bring your woman, yeah?
Jagger: Yeah, bring her by. I’ll steal her like I do Winnie and piss Johnny off.
Me: Fuck off. I hope one of the guys beats some sense into you before I do.
Jagger: He wishes. Hugs and kisses, assholes
Me: Kiss my ass, Jagger. I’ll bring her around. About to have guests. Talk soon.
I hit the button on the side of my phone to darken the screen. One day, Jagger’s going to have his dick knocked in the dirt. It’ll be by some petite, sassy woman, and he’ll never see it fucking coming. Exactly how it’s been with Maci. Shit, Asher had the same thing happen with Lennie. Trent, on the other hand, had a thing for Kennedy, Asher’s sister, forever but thought Asher would lose his shit on him, when in all actuality, Ash definitely breathed a sigh of relief. As for Johnny and Winnie, they met, fell head over heels for one another, shit happened, they fell apart, and have recently reconciled their differences, and now they’re so tight it’s as if the years during the time they weren’t together didn’t pass. Fuck, life has a way of working itself out.
“Knock, knock.” My thoughts are interrupted when Samuel enters the cabin with two bags in one hand and drinks in the other. “Oh, shoot, sorry about that.” He lowers his voice.
“No worries. She probably needs to wake up and eat anyways.” I’m wrestling with the idea of putting her in the back bedroom for the last leg of the trip. Except the McCarthys would lose their shit and I’d lose their business, and that’d be a bad move on my part. Word travels fast in the political hemisphere. I’d like to keep it on a positive note and hopefully pick up more business.
“So, you and Maci?” Samuel asks while taking everything out of the bags and placing it on the table. I’m tempted to let Maci continue her nap, but she needs food, and I need to make sure she’ll be okay to make the trip back to New York before heading to Florida.
“Yeah.” I give him a non-committal answer, unwilling to talk about it with anyone else until Maci and I have our shit together and are on the same path. I’d meant to bring it up once we were situated on the couch, only she conked out, and now here we are.
“I like the two of you together. The last guy did a number on her. Not emotionally, but he was a mega dickface. She calls him Chad the chode, if that’s anything to go off. I probably shouldn’t be telling you this.” Samuel finishes his task of setting up our lunch, a task he didn’t need to do yet did anyways.
“I’m sure she’ll tell me when she’s ready. On another note, we’re looking at adding two permanent flight attendants to our staff. We only fly three or four times a week right now. You think it’s something you’d be interested in?” I change the subject from Maci’s past love life. No man wants to discuss that shit, not now and not ever.
“Only if I can bring Maci with me.” I cock an eyebrow, wanting him to elaborate. “What? She’s solid, is a lot of fun to be around, and the girl knows her stuff. Plus, she’s taken a place on my best friend’s list.” Samuel was one of the earlier flight attendants we received from the staffing agency. He’s a hard worker, doesn’t need to be told what to do, and we all mesh well together. Him going to bat for Maci is a no-brainer. I’d want her here with us, too, and I’ll more than extend the opportunity as well, as long as her getting sick isn’t for a different reason than flying.
“I’ll run it by Liam. Thinking it won’t be a problem.” I rub my hand up and down Maci’s back, attempting to slowly wake her up. So far, she isn’t budging. The woman sleeps hard. My lips graze across her forehead while readjusting how I’m sitting. I don’t mind having her in my lap. The problem I’ll have is when I stand up.
“Hmm,” Maci’s mumbles against the side of my neck. My cock doesn’t settle down in the least, especially when her sweet-as-hell ass wiggles in my lap.
“Maci, babe.” She tilts her head up to look at me, slowly blinking away the sleep. The soft look on her face makes me wish we were anywhere but here.
“Shit, how long have I been asleep?” She swipes away the strands of hair that have fallen across her face.
“Not long enough. Samuel’s here with our lunch.” She sits up straighter, arms lifting over her head to stretch. Maci’s shirt pulls tight, her tits move, and my mouth waters seeing her nipples pebble. The air conditioning in the jet has been on. We usually shut it down, yet with Maci and me staying back, Liam left it to where we wouldn’t die from the heat that builds inside the cabin.
“Oh.” She turns around, sees Samuel standing off to the side, and jumps off my lap. “Food. Samuel, you’re a god amongst us mortals.” I watch as she abandons me for the grilled cheese, chips, fruit salad, and soda she asked for. While I went for the steak sandwich and pasta salad.
“Someone is starving. Okay, you two eat. Anything I need to straighten up before the McCarthys come back?” I shake my head. Maci’s eyes bulge, and her face tinges with redness, and Samuel decides in that moment to bust out laughing. “I’ll just take a quick look around and spruce things up. Enjoy your meal.”
“Thanks, appreciate it.” I wait for him to head in the opposite direction before standing up. Maci is already sitting at the table, pulling the sandwich apart in small pieces, mouth open and ready to take a bite until she sees me.
“Tys.” Her pouty lips tremble. There’s not a damn thing I can do to alleviate the ache in her voice after she gets a look at what she does to me.
“Mac,” I groan, rubbing a hand down my face, trying to pull myself together. We both need food, her more than me, and while I’d love nothing else to feed her than my cock, she needs the sustenance.
“What? I can’t help it.” She takes a bit of her food, and I move to sit down in front of her where Samuel set everything up. Shit keeps going the way it is and we’re able to bring him and Maci on full-time, the man is going to get one hell of a bonus.
“Later. Let’s get through this last half of the day, and I’ll give you what we both want.” I settle in my seat, using the table to hide the fact that I’m adjusting my cock to be more comfortable and less noticeable for when Liam and our passengers return.
“Fine.” Maci’s voice has a sullen tone to it. Fuck me, it’s going to be damn hard to ever say no to her, and it’s a good thing I don’t ever want to.