Chapter 34 #2
I swallow around him, and he moans loudly. My eyes widen, worried the pilot or Maria might hear, but he doesn’t seem to care. He’s lost in me. “Can I move, baby? I need to fuck your mouth, Faye. I need you.”
I nod just a little, and he slowly begins to thrust, keeping my head still as I suck down on him, my tongue lapping at every part I can reach. Soft moans escape my lips, and his gaze becomes more heated. “You like that, huh? You like sucking your husband’s cock?”
I moan in reply, and he smirks at me, pleased. “My good girl,” he whispers. “Your mouth is so perfect, baby. You’re so good at this, so good at taking my cock.”
I squirm, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, and he chuckles darkly. “Is your pussy wet for me, Faye?”
My eyes widen, and he tightens his grip on my hair. “Slide your hand down your body and push your underwear aside,” he orders. I do as he asks, nervous and eager, a hint of shame making me hesitate. “Push your middle finger in, baby.”
I moan loudly, and he pushes deeper into my throat, thrusting gently, moving only an inch or so back and forth. He watches me as though I’m the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen, intense satisfaction simmering in his eyes.
“Give me those fingers,” he groans, reaching for my hand. He lifts it to his face, his eyes on mine as his mouth closes around my middle finger. I watch him as he sucks it clean, and my pussy begins to throb just as turbulence shakes the plane again.
Dion tenses and grits his teeth, a hint of panic making its way into his eyes as he pulls out of my mouth. He stands there for a moment and runs a hand through his hair, looking more lost than I’ve ever seen him before.
“Take me,” I plead. “Fuck me, Dion.”
His attention refocuses on me, and he smirks as he pushes against my shoulder, making me fall back onto the bed. “There’s nothing I want more,” he murmurs as he lifts my hips and yanks my panties off, not bothering with the rest of our clothes as he climbs on top of me.
His fingers brush against my pussy, and he groans loudly when he realizes how wet I am. “Look at you,” he moans. “Soaking wet for your husband. Did sucking my cock make you wet, angel?”
I nod, and he pushes against my entrance.
“Of course it did, my perfect little wife.” He stares into my eyes for a moment as the plane shakes, and then he pushes into me in one hard, deep stroke, drawing a loud moan from my throat.
I’m almost embarrassed to admit it, but sucking him off pushed me all the way to the brink of an orgasm. I’m far closer than he realizes.
“You’re so good at taking my cock,” he murmurs, his hands pulling at my blouse. “I need to see you.” I help him take off my blouse, and he moans when my bra comes undone. “ Fuck .”
His hands wrap around my hips and he lifts my lower body up with him as he rises to his knees, pulling me onto his cock deeper.
“Wrap your legs around me tightly,” he orders. I do as he asked, and his eyes fall closed for a moment, his breathing ragged as he begins to undress. He watches me as he takes off his suit jacket and then his shirt, smirking when my eyes roam over his abs. “Like what you see?”
I blush scarlet when his shirt hits the floor, and his hands find their way back to my hips.
There’s something so captivating about the adoration in his eyes.
His gaze roams over my bare breasts and the way my skirt is wrapped around my waist, and then he pulls out of me a little, his eyes moving to the apex of my thighs.
He grins as he pushes back into me roughly, and I tighten my legs around his hips further, my inner muscles squeezing involuntarily.
“Love watching my cock disappear in your tight, hungry pussy,” he says, doing it again.
There’s something so sexy about the way he moves, the way his suit pants are still wrapped around his thighs, as though he couldn’t bear to disconnect from me long enough to kick them off fully.
My muscles flutter around him again, and his eyes flash as lays me back down and moves on top of me. His hand moves to my thigh as he hitches it up, changing the angle he’s taking me at.
“You make the whole world fade away, you know that?” he says as he begins to thrust harder, his movements swift and deep, filled with the same desperation I feel. “When I’m inside you, I feel complete. You were never supposed to make me feel this way, Faye. What the fuck have you done to me, hmm?”
“Dion,” I moan, my fingers threading through his hair. He drops his forehead to mine as he continues to fuck me roughly, his hips rotating a little in a way that presses against a sensitive spot inside me. “I can’t take it.”
“You can,” he growls. “You will .” He fucks me harder, his hands roaming all over my body as though he can’t get enough of me. “Take my cock like the good girl you are, Faye.”
The plane begins to shake again, but his movements don’t even falter. His eyes stay on mine, and he continues to drive into me like nothing matters more than I do. “Look at you, baby,” he whispers. “I’m so proud of you. You’re so good at taking my cock. So good .”
I begin to pant, incoherent pleas escaping my lips, and he smirks, enjoying the way I’m falling apart for him. “You want to come for me, don’t you?” he murmurs.
I nod. “Please,” I moan. “I’m so close.”
His hand moves between us, and he looks into my eyes as his thumb brushes over my clit. “Oh God, Dion,” I moan. “ Yes !”
“You sexy little thing. My perfect, perfect wife. Come for me, baby. I need to feel your pussy tighten around my cock.”
And it does. It tightens for him, wave after wave of pleasure rocking my body. He groans and pulls back almost all the way before sheathing himself deep inside me, a satisfied moan filling my ears as he comes alongside me.
Dion collapses on top of me, and I wrap my arms around him, hugging him tightly while he presses soft lingering kisses to my neck. Turbulence hits the plane again, but he doesn’t even tense this time, he just continues to kiss me.
One of my hands makes its way into his hair, my nails gently scraping his scalp as I massage him the way I did on the last flight we took together. “I want to,” I whisper, more to myself than to him. “I want to let you in. I just don’t know how.”