Chapter 27 #2
I cradled her face, my thumb softly caressing her cheek. "It's not a dream, Noelle. This is real. I'm real. You're real."
I leaned down and placed a tender kiss on her forehead.
"I'll take you to all the places you dream of seeing. I'll protect you, treasure you, and never hurt you again."
She wrapped her arms around my neck, burying her face in the crook of my shoulder. "Then prove it to me right now."
Those words shattered the last of my restraint.
I captured her lips again, deeper this time, my hands moving swiftly to strip away her dress.
The fabric slipped from her shoulders, pooling at her waist, and I tugged it off completely, leaving her in just her lacy bra and panties.
She shivered under my touch but didn't pull away—instead, her fingers fumbled with my shirt buttons, undoing them one by one until she could push the fabric off my shoulders.
I kicked off my shoes, discarded my pants, and soon we were both naked, skin pressed to skin.
Her body was a masterpiece—soft curves, warm and inviting, her breath coming in shallow pants as I trailed kisses down her neck.
I lingered at her collarbone, nipping gently, savoring the salty taste of her skin.
My mouth descended lower, over the curve of her breast, and I took one nipple between my lips, sucking softly, my tongue swirling around the hardened peak.
She arched toward me, a soft moan escaping. "Kholod..."
I lavished attention on her breast, then switched to the other, my hand kneading the first as I licked and teased.
My gaze fell on the tattoo there—the mark I'd once imposed on her, now a symbol of our complicated history.
But I handled it tenderly, kissing the inked skin, tracing it with my tongue as if it were something cherished, not a scar.
Her hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer.
I moved lower, planting open-mouthed kisses along her stomach, but I didn't hurry.
Instead, I positioned myself between her thighs, parting them gently.
She was already slick and ready, glistening, and I groaned at the sight.
I leaned in, my breath hot against her core, and began to grind against her slowly, my erection sliding along her wet folds without penetrating, teasing her entrance with deliberate, torturous slowness.
"Noelle," I murmured, my voice low and gravelly, "tell me what you want."
She whimpered, her hips bucking up toward me, craving more contact. "Please..."
I maintained the steady rhythm, grinding just enough to drive her mad, my tip brushing her clit with every stroke. Her body trembled, her inner walls clenching emptily, desperate for more. "Say it," I urged, nipping at her inner thigh. "Tell me you want me inside you."
"I... I want you," she gasped, fingers clutching the sheets. "Kholod, please... I want you inside me."
That was all I needed. I aligned myself and pushed in slowly, inch by inch, relishing the tight heat that enveloped me. She was like velvet, gripping me perfectly, and I groaned deeply as I sank fully inside her.
We moved together, starting slow, building a rhythm.
Her legs wrapped around my waist, drawing me deeper with each thrust. Then the plane hit turbulence, a sudden drop creating a fleeting sense of weightlessness.
Noelle gasped, her body clamping down around me like a vise, squeezing so intensely it nearly sent me over the edge.
"Fuck, Noelle," I growled, a half-laugh escaping through the fog of pleasure. "You trying to strangle my cock with that tight pussy? Keep squeezing like that and you'll make me come before I'm done with you."
She flushed even deeper, but the turbulence made her grip tighter, her nails digging into my back.
The momentary loss of gravity heightened every sensation, her walls fluttering wildly around me.
I was right on the precipice, that sudden clench almost too much—damn, she was going to unravel me right there.
Screw it. I pulled out briefly, ignoring her protesting whine, and scooped her up into my arms. "Wrap your legs around me," I commanded, my voice thick with lust.
She complied, locking her ankles behind my back, her arms around my neck.
I slid back into her seamlessly, the new angle allowing me to hit even deeper, eliciting a cry from her lips.
Holding her like that, I began to walk—slow, leisurely steps around the compact lounge room, as if we were taking a casual stroll, not fucking thousands of feet in the air.
Each step bounced her on my length, gravity and movement driving me deeper.
Noelle clung tighter, her breath ragged, body tensing with every motion.
The way she squeezed me—nervous, thrilled, impossibly tight from the tension—ignited me further, desire surging.
"God, you're holding on like you never want to let go," I murmured in her ear.
"Feel that? Every step buries me deeper inside you.
Up here in the clouds, you're completely mine—no escaping, just taking me over and over. "
She moaned, her head falling back, baring her neck for me to kiss and suck.
But the extra tightness from her nerves, the way she clenched with every shift, pushed me to my limits.
I couldn't hold back anymore. I backed her against the wall, pinning her there with my body, and thrust hard, unrelenting.
"Yeah, just like that," I groaned, pounding into her with raw force. "Scream for me, Noelle. Let the fucking sky hear how good I'm owning you. We're miles high, baby—no one but the heavens to see how soaked you are, how you're dripping for my cock."
Her cries filled the space, raw and desperate, absorbed by the soundproof walls.
I gripped her thighs, spreading her wider, slamming in with thrusts that rocked us both.
The plane stabilized, but I didn't ease up, driving deeper and faster, whispering filthy words in her ear.
"You feel incredible, clenching around me like a vice.
High above the world, like gods—me claiming every inch of you, you swallowing me whole.
Come for me up here, Noelle. Shatter and soak my cock, let me feel you milk me dry in the clouds. "
The turbulence returned briefly, another dip that made her tighten even more, her body arching against the wall as I hammered into her.
"Fuck, that's it—squeeze me harder, like you're trying to keep me forever.
Up in this private heaven, I'm going to fill you up until you're overflowing.
" I reached between us, my thumb circling her clit, adding to the frenzy.
She bucked against me, moans turning to pleas, her nails raking down my back.
I shifted angles, hitting that spot inside her that made her gasp louder.
"Look at you, Noelle, falling apart for me at thirty thousand feet.
No one else gets this—you're my sky-high secret, wet and begging.
" My pace quickened, hips snapping forward with bruising intensity, the slap of skin echoing in the room.
She was so responsive, every thrust drawing out whimpers, her walls fluttering in anticipation.
"Keep moaning like that, and I'll fuck you through every cloud," I rasped, nipping her earlobe.
"Imagine it—me buried deep while the world rushes by below.
You're mine, all mine, clenching so perfectly.
" The pressure built, her body trembling on the edge, and I didn't hold back, pounding relentlessly, one hand bracing the wall, the other holding her hip to pull her down onto me harder.
She shattered first, her climax crashing over her like a wave, body convulsing, walls pulsing in rhythmic waves that dragged me right along.
I followed with a guttural groan, spilling deep inside her, holding her pinned against the wall as we rode the aftershocks, our bodies slick with sweat and satisfaction.
We stayed entwined for a long moment, breaths mingling, hearts racing in unison. Slowly, I eased her down, my kisses turning soft—on her forehead, her cheeks, her lips—tender now, reverent. "See?" I whispered. "It's real. All of it."
She smiled up at me, exhausted but radiant, and I knew this was only the beginning.