Chapter 41 colette
What on earth just happened? While I considered Ian many things, alpha male hadn’t even entered my mind. He was a control freak. A combination of the two made for a very interesting sexual experience. One that I won’t lie and say that I minded.
The way he’d dominated me had made the sex even hotter, if that was even possible.
I’d pulled up my pants, feeling that I’d just had a taste of what we were capable of together. I just might consider continuing to work for him after we found Andy’s killer.
Curling under his desk while he had a meeting, and sucking him hard started playing over in my mind. Laid out before him on his desk as he ate me out and jerked himself off. So many possibilities.
Not ready for a discussion, but super happy that the itch I’d had since this morning had been scratched in a most delicious way, I started to unload all the bags I’d bought into the suitcases.
It didn’t take long to pack it all into one case and a carry on for quick overnight access. I was used to doing without, but if my bank account was a good omen of my future, then I was going to start treating myself in all the right ways.
Money came and money went, but I’d get to have fun in the meantime, which was more than I’d ever had before. There was no point in saving right now because I could be dead in the next few days.
Getting Rossi on board during the shopping trip had been an added bonus.
When I glanced over at Ian, he was watching me with such an expression of lust and want mingled together. I could feel the liquid starting to pool in between my thighs. Sex wasn’t enough, though. Trust was needed for the long term, and he needed to earn it..
Andy had been the only person that I’d truly been certain would have my back, and now he was gone. And Ian had way overstepped.
I squared my shoulders and finished throwing the last of the stuff that I’d bought into the suitcase.
In fact, I could see why Kathy was still in Ireland and another woman had taken over here. There was enough work here to keep me busy for about a month and I still wouldn’t see a light at the end of the tunnel.
Knowing that he wanted me to come with him to see our search through won him a lot of points.
If Rossi could just get on board with my presence, then I’d be golden. He was still walking around like I’d personally insulted him by thinking that Ian was a killer.
When we finally got everything settled to where nothing was on fire or going to explode if we were out of town for a few days, Ian stood to stretch.
“We’ll have to monitor a couple of items and keep an eye on things, but I’m confident that it will be alright while we’re gone.”
“Boss, everything is ready. I’ve loaded the suitcases into the vehicle and the plane is fueling up now. We’ll be ready for takeoff moments after we arrive at the airstrip.”
Rossi stuck his head in the office door.
I glanced at where I’d left the suitcase and carry on, but they’d disappeared. Rossi was way too good at his job. Then again, I’d been distracted with all the issues for the new products. I was going to have to keep a closer eye on him in the future.
He was worse than a ninja some days. I was certain that he’d had special forces training with the way he moved around and was always sticking his nose into things.
I was sure that he had his uses, but I didn’t always want him hanging around. It was creepy. He’d most certainly been watching the cameras in the basement when I’d been down there.
What had he seen?
Ew, I did not want to know.
Ian must have seen something in him. Loyalty and trust were hard to come by, and Rossi seemed trustworthy when it came to Ian. I was just going to have to win him over somehow.
I cased the laptop and a few other things I thought we might need while in Ireland and slung it over my shoulder.
“All ready.”
I walked toward the elevator, but gave Rossi a jaunty salute.
This was not the life I’d had planned when I graduated from college. Working for a corporation and being seduced by the owner billionaire had its advantages. If he could just stop with the bipolar crap for more than a few minutes life might play out like a naughty fairytale.
I shrugged at my thoughts. This was the most messed up crap that I could have ever imagined possible. Did I even have a chance for a normal life?
The block on all this was still the memory of him taking me even after I told him no. I needed to know he’d respect my boundaries going forward.
The luxury was a far cry from what I’d grown up with. There had never been much money for food, and most definitely not for a bodyguard. Andy had been the closest thing I’d ever had to someone that would protect me.
The vehicle drove through the back part of the airport and to the private plane area.
My mouth gaped open at the mere idea of having a plane that I could just call up and use whenever I wanted it. I should have known he’d have the money for a plane of his own.
“Have you ever flown before?”
Ian took my hand as we stood at the bottom of the steps leading up to the plane.
“No.”
I kept staring. “We never had the means to. Until Andy died, I hadn’t left L.A. before that. This will be a new experience for me.”
“I’m glad that I’ll be your first on this trip.”
He smiled. “I’d like to be your first in a lot of things.”
“We’ll see how things go. I wouldn’t go planning a future on it yet.”
I climbed the steps and paused just inside. It was all just a little overwhelming.
“This way.”
He brushed past me to put our small bags down near the four seats clustered around a table.
Rossi pulled the door shut behind us and made his way to the cockpit. He closed the door with a weird look at Ian.
“I know it’s been a whole few hours, but would you like to have sex?”
He placed his hands on my shoulders, stopping me from taking a seat.
“What?”
I was confused, but certainly not about to turn him down. We’d gone from not doing anything all those months to suddenly having sex once, twice, three times a day. A girl could get used to this type of treatment. I might have to consider keeping him after all, when everything was said and done.
“Well, take-off sex is really good.”
He pulled me into the back room and onto a bed.
“Looks like you were planning this from the start?”
I took in the closed door. He was trying to be all smooth and suave, but I’d seen him lose it and knew the truth.
There was a bed in his private plane. Sex in the air was a real thing for some people. He continued to pull out more fetishes and sex kinks than I was even aware existed. I suddenly wanted to search for something he hadn’t tried yet.
Granted, I’d have to be comfortable with the idea in the first place.
This wasn’t just a man that had money, he was used to traveling in this type of atmosphere. Money could buy anything he wanted, so why was he so interested in having me? From the things he’d said after his confession, I was beginning to think that he might actually be trying to date me. Was that something billionaires were even capable of? I knew they had women they called for events, but he was acting like he wanted to do the whole committed relationship thing.
“Are you saying no?”
He pushed me back against the bed and began to kiss me as his hands unbuttoned my shirt.
“God, no..”
I raised an eyebrow at him. Clearly undressing a woman was something he was an expert at and I wasn’t about to complain because what he was doing got me all hot and horny.
I could hear the engines revving and reality set in. I was about to join the Mile High Club. Did it matter if we were having sex on the ground and continued until they were up in the air?
“Ready for your first flight?”
He grinned as he lined up his already hard cock with my warm entrance.
I looked down, where the hell were our clothes. How fast did he do that?
“Guess we’re about to find out.”
The feel of his hands on my body had me ready for whatever he was about to do.
This was the most fun I’d had in a long time.
His thrusts were synced so that as we took off, the motion of the plane helped him get deep inside me.
He wasn’t wrong; I thought with a moan. Sex on a plane was more than great. It was amazing!
Would I ever again be satisfied by the normal type of sex with a man? There was no way that anyone could ever measure up to Ian Holdt. He was too good at what he did for anyone else to measure up to.
I’d always thought I would never be satisfied in my lifetime, but Ian was so close to making that happen. If only he hadn’t shown me what else he was capable of.