Page 36 of Yours, Truly

“Oh baby, I’m not a member. Sex when the plane is on the ground doesn’t count,” he chuckled, I raised my eyebrow at him.

“Well, maybe we should change that,” I flirted, as I stood up and straddled him. “Maybe we can become members together,” I proposed, running my hand over his jaw, looking in his eyes and gently grinding my hips on him, creating a small friction between us. I don’t know what made me do it, maybe a claim to Nate, that the thought of him having sex on a plane turned me on. Maybe I wanted the bitch to walk in on us and see how good I can make Nate feel. Nate loved it when I rode him.

“And I thought I was trouble,” Nate chuckled, placing a hand on my waist pulling me close to him, before he began to leave atrail of kisses along my neck.

“You are. But maybe I like a little trouble too,”

I moaned out as he kissed me. I began to move my hips a little faster and I could feel him getting harder beneath me. He moaned a little in my ear as he kissed just beneath, the warm breath sending chills. I was grateful I wore a flowy dress today, the weather was a little warmer as we approached spring.

I didn’t expect this when I’d got dressed this morning but it made me hot thinking how easy it was for me to hike it up and ride him. His hands roamed my body feeling my curves. It was just us alone in this cabin, miles high in the sky and getting very aroused, this was a new experience for me. I knew that any member of the crew could walk in at any time but that just made it more thrilling.

He reached between us to unbuckle his pants and set himself free. He sprung to life hitting against my clit which made me jolt at the sensation. He chuckled before he pulled my underwear to the side to touch me. He scooped up some of my arousal on his fingers before he brought them to his lips not wanting to break eye contact with me. He sucked on them and moaned at the taste, his eyes dark as he grabbed the back of my head and pushed my lips into his, hungry for me.

I reached between us grabbing his length and hoisting myself over him, ready to push him inside. He grunted loudly as I eased my way on his length, taking every inch he had. I watched him enjoy the feel of my pussy wrapped around his cock, letting him catch his breath before I began to give him theride of a lifetime. I was damn sure it would be better than the time we had sex in his Porsche.

I was going to make him moan my name as he came inside me thousands of feet in the air. Loud enough for the skanky bitch next door who flirted with my man in front of me, to hear my claim on him. I felt empowered, sexy and confident. I rode him, gently at first adjusting to his length before I moved a little faster. He felt so amazing.

“I missed you so much,” he whispered, a little breathy as I continued grinding on his cock.

“I missed you too,” I said, panting as I picked up the pace. He groaned beneath me and I knew he was almost there, he was on edge. I buried my head into his neck and kissed him, grazed his skin with my teeth and was ready to leave a small hickey there.Mine. I became possessive and he chuckled, knowing the exact reason I was leaving it in such a visible spot on his neck.

“I’m close,” I whispered in his ear before pulling back, keeping my movements steady.

“Me too,” he groaned, as his cock began to pulsate inside me and within seconds, we both released at the same time. He sighed in satisfaction at his release, the sound filled the entire cabin and made me blush a little. We caught our breath, still tangled together, before I climbed off him and he made his way to the small bathroom to clean up, leaving me with an affectionate kiss. I smiled to myself as I returned to my seat waiting for him to return, feeling flushed and satisfied.

“Mr Dalt…” the attendant started and stopped when she saw it was just me.

“He’s in the bathroom,” I smiled, still pretty flushed from our session. She looked away from me, not wanting to make eye contact. “We will have a bottle of whiskey and two glasses, if that’s not too much trouble,” I said.

“Of course, ma’am.” She accepted her role, not looking my way.

“Clarissa, is it? If you flirt with him or make any sexual remarks towards Mr Dalton in front of me again, I will bust the emergency exit and throw you out tits first. Is that clear?” I threatened, she had been nothing but disrespectful to me and I was done with that.

“Yes, I apologise for my inappropriate behaviour. Please forgive me.” She turned away to resume her inflight duty.

“Was that jealousy, Miss Henley?” His low growl startled me. I blushed a little at how much he had heard. He stood over me, placing a hand under my chin and forced me to look into his eyes. “That was fucking hot!” he chuckled, before dragging me into the jet’s private bathroom for round two, while Clarrisa fixed our drinks. I just hoped she didn’t have any access to poison.

27

BACK TO WHERE IT ALL BEGAN

After round two, it wasn’t long until we had to land. I peered out the window of the jet as we were approaching our destination, the plane starting to descend. I rested my head on Nate’s shoulder, feeling relaxed at our spontaneous trip. My legs were crossed beneath me in the spacious chair as my eyes scanned over the clouds, waiting for something to pop up and give me an idea of where he was taking me.

In my mind I was hoping for Paris. It was on my list of places to travel and one of the most romantic places on earth. But as the clouds parted and our altitude dropped, I noticed the familiar town and the sea in the distance.

“Is that-?” I began to ask, eyes widened in surprise as I pushed myself off him and edged closer to the window to take a closer look, as Nate interrupted me.

“Where it all began.” He smiled as I turned to face him. He lifted his hand to caress my cheek and ran his fingers through my hair, watching my face light up, as the city below revealed more of itself. He had brought me back to Barcelona, where wehad first met. It was crazy to think that we had started as total strangers right here and now we were returning as a couple. He took my hand in his and brought it up to his lips giving me a delicate kiss on my knuckles. The seat belt sign chimed, capturing our attention, before we sat back, fixed our belts, and braced ourselves for landing.

A hire car was waiting for us on the tarmac. The flight crew stepped out from the plane to grab our luggage, loading the car below, as we grabbed whatever we needed from inside the plane. Once we were ready, Nate drove us down the winding roads, without a map or instructions, where we approached a familiar building: the hotel. The exact hotel I stayed at when I got put here on that job all those months ago, it hadn’t changed.

Nate passed the car keys to the valet, surprising me when he spoke fluent Spanish to the staff. Something I didn’t know he could do. He took my hand leading me into the open reception to check us in. My eyes caught the room to the left of us as memories filling my mind. I wandered to the door to take a peek. The bar was still the same, quiet with soft jazz playing over the speakers, a flashback of where Nate and I were sitting at the bar.

“Follow me” Nate whispered, as he stood behind me, kissing the top of my head. Our luggage was being loaded on the bellboy trolly as he grabbed my hand and led me to the elevator to take us up to our room. I followed behind him, no questions asked, admiring the romantic side of Nate that had brought us back here. We walked the length of the hallway until he stopped outside of penthouse 003. It was the exact place I had stayedthe night we met. I couldn't believe he booked the same one. He chuckled as I stared at the door, my fingers running over the metal numbers on the door as memories flooded back, not just for me but I guessed for him too. He held the white keycard between his fingers for me to take it and let us in. The cheerful bleep of the door lock, turning the light green, allowed me to push the door open to be greeted by the romantic set up awaiting for me.

We entered the bedroom, white petals lining the floor, with a handful scattered over the bed. Candles lit the room, giving us light to the darkness outside. He pulled open a bottle of champagne that was resting in an ice bucket and poured me a glass. He looked at the view outside and pulled me close to his side, as we watched the breathtaking city under the starry night. I danced out of his grip to the balcony, being met with a colder breeze, contrasting the hot summer day last time I was here. He followed behind me, placing a small hand on my back, taking in a breath and capturing the moment. The feeling. This was the most romantic thing Nate had done. He was really trying and I needed to give him credit, trust him and let him do his thing. Afterall, he was risking everything to be with me. His job, his relationship with his sister, just to be with me. He was fighting his own demons whilst taking those risks. I loved Nate, I had for a while but seeing him do all this made me feel like all the risks in the world were worth this.

“I know we aren’t supposed to discuss this, but I convinced Cato to go after the agency rather than you, and he accepted,”Nate announced.

---