Chapter 4
Chapter Four
CALLUM/CASH
Then
Designer Smiles & Tailored Promises
Some echoes don’t fade…they bend the air until you can’t tell if it’s an applause or a warning.
“It’s so good to have you with me.” I squeeze Livianna’s hand. We’re on the plane going back to the tour.
“Couldn’t agree more.” She peeks out the window. “How long until we get to the hotel after we land?”
“An hour at most.” My dick starts to get hard.
I need to be with her, inside of her, feeling her sweet, tight pussy. These thoughts aren’t helping my situation. I adjust my jeans.
She turns to me. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. I’m just ready to be alone with you.”
“Is that so?” Her eyes twinkle mischievously.
“Yes. I’m sporting a hard-on right now just thinking about it.”
She reaches over and skims her palm over my shaft. “Mhm. We should do something about that.”
“Yeah, when I get a private jet, we can. Until then, becoming a member of the Mile High Club will have to wait.”
“Excuse me.” She smiles and climbs over me. “I’ll be right back.”
She disappears down the aisle into the area at the nose of the plane. What’s she up to?
Her parents upgraded us to first class. Well, they upgraded me.
She was always gonna be flying in first class, but when she canceled her ticket and I rebooked us, I could only afford economy seats. As soon as they found that out, they called the airline and paid for the upgrade.
I tried to refuse, but they pointed out Livianna’s a star and could be harassed. They argued that the staff in the front of the plane were in a better position and could help keep her safe.
A few moments pass. She reappears with a flight attendant, who opens an overhead bin.
She moves some carry-ons around and then pulls out a plastic bag with a blue blanket inside. Livianna takes it from her with an innocent thank you and saunters back to me.
She climbs over my lap and returns to her seat. “I have just what you need.”
“A blanket?” I glance around the cabin.
It’s late and the lights are off. No one is in the aisle across from us. Some people are dozing off while others are watching a movie or listening to something with their headphones on.
Livianna places a few paper napkins on the space between us and tears the bag open. “It’s for your own good.”
“I’m not tired, Lily.”
“Neither am I.” She fans the material over both our laps. “Undo your pants.”
“Why?”
“I’m going to give you a hand job.”
“Right here? Right now?” I look around as my dick strains.
Nobody is paying attention to us. The meals have been served and cleaned up, so everyone is settled into whatever they’re doing. They couldn’t care less what’s happening around them.
I doubt even the flight attendant will come around to check on people. Livianna’s a genius.
“Yes, Callum. Unless you’re too shy.”
“Fuck that.” I get my jeans open and work my clothing down enough that my cock juts out. I run my tongue over my lips and give her the go-ahead with the dip of my chin. “You’re so fucking sexy.”
“This is only the beginning of what’s to come.” She positions herself so she’s half lying over the middle console, slides her hand down my shaft, and strokes me off like a pro.
I hold in a groan, rest my head back, and close my eyes. Her touch has pre-cum weeping from the crown of my dick.
She kisses my cheek and whispers, “You’re so hard. I can’t wait to have you inside of me. Picture that while I’m getting you off.”
My breathing speeds up and my core tightens. I let my thoughts go right to where she led me. Her palm has me in a perfect grip, but I imagine it being her pussy.
“Fuck, Lily. That’s good.”
“Shh.” She giggles. “You have to be quiet.”
I thrust into her touch more, but not as wild as what’s going on in my head. Just enough to get more friction.
In my mind, I’m buried so far deep inside her, she’s screaming out my name. The fact I have to be somewhat still as we do this is making me more sensitive. It could also be because I haven’t had sex with her in forever.
She squeezes my cock tighter as she glides over me. I moan into my fist. It’s both heaven and hell. The pressure mounts as I try to restrain myself from losing all control.
“Are you thinking about fucking me nice and hard?” Her voice is soft and alluring.
I nod and picture her on top of me as I roll her tits between my fingers and thumb. I press into her touch and twist my hips.
She responds with her tongue outlining my ear. “Come all over my hand. Show me how much you want me.”
Chills spread over my skin. My balls pull up and my core tightens.
“Lily…” I grunt out and try to remain still while my cum shoots out of me and squirts all over my stomach.
She slows her pace until I twitch, telling her I’m over the top. She runs her fingers through my cum, brings them to her mouth, and sucks them clean.
“That’s it. Taste me.” I grab a napkin and wipe myself up as her eyes shine back at me.
She pops her fingers out of her mouth. “Yummy. You’re always so good.”
“You look like you wouldn’t mind coming too. Just wait, love. I’ll take care of you as soon as we get to the hotel.”
She shrugs and a wicked smile breaks out across her face. She adjusts something under the covers as I get my pants back on. Her cheeks flush as she shifts about.
Is she gonna…? I can’t take my eyes off her. She shimmies her shoulders and reclines her seat back more.
She squishes her tiny body against the wall and rests her feet up on the center console. Even with the blanket over us, I can tell she has her legs parted.
Her heated gaze burns into mine. “Watch me, Callum.”
Fuckin’ a.
Her arm slips under the covers and the blanket starts moving as if there’s a mouse under there, crawling and shifting around the material. She doesn’t seem to care if anyone is able to see her and figures out what she’s doing.
I watch in amazement. She’s gonna get herself off right now. And damn, it’s hot as hell.
When did she become so outwardly brazen?
Her eyes close. She pushes out her chest as she rubs herself. She releases breathy little gasps every now and then. My dick gets hard again. She’s so fucking sexy.
I glance around to make sure no one is watching. She might not care who sees her, but I do. I don’t want anyone else to witness her this way. She’s mine and mine alone.
I turn sideways to block any view someone might get. Her lips part and a heavy roll of air falls out from her lungs.
“Callum… I’m going to…come.” Her legs press together and a moan slides off her lips.
She shudders for a moment, then her shoulders relax. She takes a few breaths and opens her eyes.
Her lazy gaze lands on mine. “Wow, do I feel better.”
“I bet you do. Damn, Lily. I’m gonna store that one away for future use when you have to return home.”
She fidgets under the covers and sits straight in her seat. “How long before we land?”
“Why? Are you in a hurry to get somewhere?”
“The hotel would be nice.” She gives me a pointed stare. “That was enough to tide me over, but I need a lot more than that to be satisfied.”
A strange twinge gets tangled up in my stomach. We haven’t been able to be together and she’s more sexually confident than she was before I left. She always has been, but something has changed.
She wouldn’t cheat on me. Would she? My face bunches up at the thought.
“Callum, what’s wrong?”
I shake my head. “You seem more… I don’t know. Maybe more sexually open than you used to be. Why?”
“I haven’t had sex in months. It’s gotten to me.”
“Sorry.” I sit with an ember simmering in my chest. I feel bad that I haven’t been able to give her what she obviously wants. Maybe more than I care to admit. “Can I ask you something?”
“Sure.”
“How often do you…you know, masturbate?”
“Every night. How about you?”
“Every night?” I stumble over her answer. “You need to get off that much? How come?”
“It feels good and helps me fall asleep. Why? How often do you jerk off?”
“Disturbingly, not as much as you.”
“Why is that disturbing?” She studies me.
“Because I thought guys were the ones who needed that, not girls.”
“Welcome to the feminine age, Callum. Women’s empowerment is on the rise and with that comes permission for us to let our freak flags fly, anyway, anywhere, and with anybody we choose.”
Oh, that does it. Fire erupts in my heart.
“What the fuck are you trying to tell me, Livianna? Just how much are you waving your flag around?” The accusation in my words can’t be denied.
“You can’t seriously be thinking I would do something that would ruin our relationship.” She crosses her arms and glares at me. “Remember, you’re the one out there getting his photo taken with other chicks.”
I grit my teeth. “You know what that was about.”
“So you say.” Her chest heaves. “If you’re going to accuse me of doing something behind your back, don’t be shocked when I give you a dose of the same medicine, Cash.”
I flinch at her use of my stage name. That’s the second time in less than forty-eight hours. I thought I meant more to her than that.
Goddammit!
She wants a fight and I’m about to let her have one. She’s able to bring out the worst in me.
This is not how I want this trip to go. I turn away, focus on my breathing, and try to calm down like my probation officer has taught me to do.
“Please don’t call me Cash. You’re the only person who doesn’t and I’d like it to stay that way.” I purposely relax my stance. “I shouldn’t have gotten suspicious of you. You’re just so fucking sexy, it drives me insane.”
She remains quiet, so I peek over at her. Her hardened gaze softens as it roams around my face.
She palms my cheek. “I think you’re sexy too, and I’d never cheat on you. If I’m more sexual, it’s because I fantasize about you every night and dream up some amazing things we could do together.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. I miss you so much it almost kills me. The only relief I get is…” She drops her hand and lowers her head. “When I lie down at night and pretend you’re next to me, I feel good. That’s the only time I do.”