CHAPTER 38
Antonio
“COME HERE.”
SHE listened, getting up, and walked over to me. I pulled her down onto my lap, and she straddled me.
“You seem tense, baby,” I said, locking my fingers behind her lower back. “Something you want to tell me?”
“No,” she shook her head, and I softly massaged her lower back.
“You sure?” I asked, moving my hand to her inner thigh.
She sucked in a quick breath as my finger brushed against her clit. “You’re not wearing anything underneath?” I raise a brow at her and she smiled, shaking her head. “Have you been like this all day?” I asked and she nodded.
“Panties are overrated,” she shrugged her shoulders and I grabbed onto her waist with one hand while gripping the nape of her neck.
I pulled her closer, smashing my lips against hers.
She grinded her warm pussy against my leg and my hand around the back of her neck tightened. “What about…” she breathlessly asked between kisses. “Won’t they—”
“They don’t come in here unless I ask them to,” I answered and she softly groaned my mouth.
She rolled her hips back and forth—against my thigh—and I bit her bottom lip before going in to suck on her tongue.
I slid my fingers between her thighs and she broke the kiss. She was so wet already.
I slid her skirt up completely and dipped my fingers in the wetness that dripped down her thigh. I lightly brushed it against her slit, and she softly whimpered. She quickly covered her mouth with her hand and I couldn’t help but smile.
She parted her lips and I leaned in to kiss her. As soon as our lips touched I slid two fingers inside of her. She released a heavy groan into my mouth. I deepened the kiss as my fingers moved in and out of her slowly.
She held onto my shoulders and broke the kiss. Her lips slightly parted as I added a third finger. She let out a soft gasp, digging her fingers into my shoulders. She’s a fucking sight for sore eyes.
“Ride my fingers, tesoro ,” I whispered against her lips and she moved her hips back and forth.
I watched exactly how my fingers made her feel. The way she slightly scrunched up her face in pleasure and bit her bottom lip multiple times. How she would tighten around my fingers with a little gasp.
“Good girl,” I praised and she laid her head on my shoulder.
“ Oh ,” she sighed.
Her hot breath fanned against my neck and her soft little cries all made me want to fuck her right here.
I cupped her pussy as she rolled her hips into the palm of my hand. When her movements slowed, I curled my fingers inside of her and used my palm to apply pressure to her clit.
“Just like that,” I whispered in her ear, kissing her neck. “I want you to soak my lap, can you do that for me?” I asked as I dragged my hand down the back of her head.
“Mm-hm,” she whimpered, letting out a soft cry thereafter.
My dick was already rock solid, and I knew that soon enough I’d make a mess in my fucking pants.
I kissed her neck, slowly moving down the front of her throat. She rolled her head back, running her fingers through my hair.
I watched as she rolled her hips back and forth against my fingers, slowly drenching my hand.
Her hips slowed down as she looked back at me. I pulled my fingers out of her, and she rested her forehead on my shoulder, catching her breath. I licked my fingers, purposely groaning in pleasure, and she hid her face in my shoulder with a shy giggle.
She pulled back and wrapped her arms around my neck, giving me a quick peck on my lips.
I stood up, carrying her to the bathroom where I cleaned her up. She yawned as I carried her into the other room.
She tugged my hand, signaling for me to lay down as well. “I have to go and get cleaned up as well,” I said, and her eyes dropped to my hips.
“Did you…?”
“Yes,” I answered her unfinished question, and I didn’t miss the flush in her cheeks.
She smiled— shyly . “Okay.”
I slipped out of the room, and when I came back, she was already half asleep.
I laid down beside her, and she got on top of me. She stuck her hands underneath my shirt, wrapping her arms around me and resting her cheek on my chest with both legs between mine.
* * *
I woke up without her in my arms.
I looked around, noticing that it was dark outside and she was nowhere to be seen. I stood up for a second until I heard laughing coming from outside the bedroom door.
My eyes narrowed as my fingers curled into a fist.
I stepped out, but there was no one. The laughter had seemingly been coming from the cockpit.
I opened the door and found her laughing and conversing with the pilots. “Ah. You’re up,” she smiled. “They were just teaching me a few things,” she innocently smiled, and I nodded. “They’re so cool,” she excitedly whispered to me.
“Where’s that flight attendant, I bet she can teach me a few things too,” I yawned, walking out.
“You’re not funny,” she mumbled behind me. “Speak of the devil, and she shall appear,” Nirah rolled her eyes, and the flight attendant approached us. I understand why Nirah was getting jealous.
The flight attendant had done nothing to hide the fact that she was checking me out a couple of times. She started flirting with me as soon as we got onto the plane, and continuously threw herself at me, but I was too occupied with how beautiful my girl looked to even fucking care.
I had never looked at another woman after meeting Nirah. Unless it was business, I wasn’t fucking interested. Because I had all I wanted and needed right here in front of me.
Nirah silently groaned in the most adorable way when the flight attendant stopped in front of us.
“Mr. De Luca, sir,” she sweetly smiled. “I’ve prepared dinner in the other compartment for you.”
I nodded, and she excused herself. Nirah and I headed back into the room, and she crossed her arms over her chest.
“Are you trying to get thrown out of this plane?”
“I didn’t do anything.”
“I saw you making eyes at her,” she narrowed her eyes at me, and I smiled.
“Says the girl giggling with Rick and Morty,” I shot back as I fell back onto the bed, crossing my feet at the ankles.
“That’s mean,” she gasped, trying to hide her smile.
She threw a pillow at me, and I chuckled.
“Just because one of them has white, disheveled hair—old age of course—and the other one has a cute round face with brown hair, does not mean they look like Rick and Morty,” she scoffed at me.
“Wait, how do you even know who that is?”
“I’ve heard you watch it a few times,” I admitted. “But, that’s exactly what it means.”
“Yeah, well, at least I wasn’t flirting with Velma,” she grumbled, making circles with her fingers in front of her eyes.
“I don’t know…” I slowly trailed off. “The glasses were sexy,” I grinned, putting both hands behind my head, and she rubbed her tongue on the inside of her cheek, narrowing her eyes at me. “Come here,” I opened my arms, and she hesitantly walked over.
I pulled her onto my chest, wrapping my arms around her.
She sighed, resting her cheek against my chest. “You’re turning me on by getting so jealous,” I grinned as I kissed the top of her head.
“I’m sure Velma could help you out,” she dramatically said, lifting her head.
Looking at each other, we both smiled, bursting out into laughter.
We laid in each other’s arms while I listened to her talk about anything and everything. I could listen to her voice for hours.
She eventually got hungry, and we got up to have our dinner. Before we knew it, we’d already landed.