Chapter 26
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
ATHENA
“Would you like any snacks?” the first-class flight attendant asked, holding a wicker basket of candy, chips, and treats in front of Charlie and me and smiling sweetly.
We were an hour into the flight, and I had been treated like a queen since I’d stepped onto the plane.
I glanced over at Charlie nervously because, usually, in economy, they had the cheap kind of snacks, not these.
To my surprise, Charlie took two snacks and looked over at me. “You want any?”
“I’ll just take”—I eyed the candy and decided on some M&M’s—“these.”
“Is that all?” the flight attendant asked.
Did this always happen in first class? They treated me like a totally different person, like I was more important than someone in the back of the economy section who always boarded the flight last. But I mean, they were so nice up here.
“Oh, um …” I grabbed a packet of beef jerky. “I guess this too.”
Once I set them on my tray, she moved to the businessmen behind us. I chewed on the inside of my cheek, looking over at Charlie, who was already staring at me with his darkened eyes. Maybe it was just the lighting here. It was nighttime after all …
I turned back to my laptop to study for the bar exam, which I would take in a couple of weeks. Besides all the drama that had happened lately, I had been studying nonstop for this exam like my life depended on it. I really needed to pass.
After breaking open the M&M’s, I popped one into my mouth and peered back over at Charlie, who curled his lips into a smirk. I arched my brow, wondering what he was up to, and pushed an M&M between his lips, hoping that’d make him happy.
When he still didn’t look away, I lowered my laptop screen a bit and turned toward him. “Why does it look like you’re not up to any good?” I whispered because I knew his smirk all too well. He was up to something.
Charlie finally pulled his gaze away from mine and gestured to his lap.
Or more like the bulge in his pants that he wasn’t hiding at all!
Fuck.
Since Charlie had told me that he threw my birth control in the trash this morning, my pussy had been throbbing. I’d had to control myself around him because he was nervous this morning so I didn’t want to jump his bones.
But … my panties were soaked, and I was aching for him to be inside me.
I cannot wait to get to the hotel!
“I need your help,” he murmured into my ear.
“Charlie,” I whisper-yelled at him. “We’re tens of thousands of feet in the air!”
He curled a finger around a strand of my red hair and tugged. “Please.”
I looked around to make sure nobody was watching. “Charlie, no.”
“But you’re so pretty,” he said, louder than I’d expected. “I can’t help it.”
After I literally forced myself to turn away from him—because if I didn’t, then I would actually reach underneath his tray and start jerking him off—I reopened my laptop and swallowed hard. My nipples were aching to be tugged on inside my bra.
In my peripheral vision, I saw Charlie place a hand on his bulge and squeeze.
Fuck.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!
“Please,” he whispered, begging almost, which was hot as fuck.
My pussy clenched, and I pressed my thighs together. When I didn’t respond or start working again, Charlie slipped his hand underneath my blanket and into my pants. I sat up taller, glancing around nervously.
I chewed on the inside of my cheek. “Charlie! What if someone sees us?”
“Oh well.”
“Oh well?!”
“Come on, Athie,” he whispered into my ear. “Let’s get you pregnant.”
Warmth exploded through my core, and I clenched hard on his fingers.
He did not just say that with people behind us and the flight attendants just a couple of aisles back!
He pulled his fingers out of me and unbuckled my seat belt without giving me the option of arguing.
“Charlie …” I whispered.
He wrapped a hand around the front of my throat and pressed his mouth to my ear. “Be a good girl for me and meet me in the restroom. I’ll be there in two minutes to fill your cunt with my cum.”
My entire body suddenly erupted with tingles. Charlie stood and stepped into the aisle. I swallowed hard and scooted out of my seat and headed straight for the restrooms up front. The whole plane was about to see us with the restrooms being up here!
After peering back at Charlie, who slid back into his seat, as if he had innocently let me out, I slipped into the crammed restroom and shut—but didn’t lock—the door behind me.
God, I can’t believe this is happening!
Outside the door, I heard the flight attendant banging around.
Why did I agree to this again? How is Charlie going to get inside without anyone seeing?
This place was so small that I barely fit myself.
Charlie was bigger—I pushed my thighs together—so much bigger.
“More snacks?” the flight attendant asked someone outside the door.
“I’ll take a whiskey,” Charlie said. “Seat 2B.”
“I’ll bring it right over,” she said, and then someone grabbed the handle.
My heart pounded inside my chest, my pussy absolutely soaked at how wrong this was. We were in public, on a crowded plane, in the middle of the sky! Someone could easily catch us fucking in the restroom.
Charlie stepped into the restroom and shut the door behind us, locking it. Before I knew it, he had me bent at the hip over the small metal sink, his icy eyes on mine in the mirror. He hooked his thumbs into my pants and pulled them down to my mid-thigh.
“The things I’ve been waiting to do to this pussy,” he whispered into my ear, one hand gripping my hair, forcing me to look into the mirror. He pressed his mouth against my soft spot, his stubble tickling my neck. “My balls are filled to the brim with so much cum for you.”
I bit down on my lower lip to hold back a whimper. “Charlie …”
He reached into his pants, pulled out his hard cock, and lined it up with my entrance. “I’m going to fuck you so hard that everyone on this plane hears you crying my name, Athie. When you walk out of here, everyone is going to know that your pussy is filled with my kids.”
And with that, he slammed into me.
I slapped a hand over my mouth to suppress another moan.
While he barely pulled out of me—there wasn’t that much space—he was thrusting into me hard and fast and so goddamn deep. He took one of my tits in his free hand and squeezed my nipple between his forefinger and middle finger.
Another moan left my mouth, this one louder. Pleasure built higher and higher inside my core, and I clenched around him and clutched the sink with all my might. I closed my eyes, feeling his balls slap against my clit with every thrust.
Fuck!
“You’re mine, Athie. All mine.”
I nodded and continued to squeeze my eyes closed.
He tugged further back on my hair. “Open your eyes and look at me.”
After sucking in a sharp breath—the pleasure rising and rising in my core—I opened my eyes and looked at him through the reflection. He drew his nose up the column of my neck, his hooded eyes on mine.
“Beg me,” he murmured.
“Please,” I whispered.
“Please what?”
“Please, fill me up with your cum,” I said, becoming more and more desperate by the moment. My pussy was gripping his cock harder than it ever had, and I was a wet mess. “Please, get me pregnant. Please, make me your wife.”
The last plea surprised me—because how could I say that to him this soon?!—but a wild groan escaped his mouth, and suddenly, he slammed deep inside me without pulling out. My pussy exploded all around him, and I bit my lower lip hard enough to draw blood.
“Make you my wife,” he grunted, pumping into me deeper somehow. “I like the sound of that.”
Why did I say that?!
God, the thought of Charlie getting me pregnant felt so good that I wanted to say it again. Make him come inside me over and over.
I continued to ride out my orgasm until he finally pulled out of me. My pussy was stuffed with his cum, and I wasn’t going to let any go to waste. Before he had to ask, I pulled up my underwear and pants.
But I didn’t want to wait here any longer to talk about what I had just said. The longer we stayed here, the bigger the chance was that we would get caught.
When I opened the restroom door, the attendant glanced over from her station and widened her eyes. Charlie opened the door wider from behind me, still oblivious to the fact that she had caught us.
Or maybe he just didn’t care because of what I had said to him.
She opened her mouth to say something to us, but Charlie gently guided me ahead and back to our seats while slipping her some cash. I didn’t say a word and sat down in my seat, pulling the blanket over my lap.
Charlie sat beside me. “If you’re going to be my wife, then I’ll do whatever I can to protect you. Even if that means paying off some flight attendant to keep this quiet.”