He ran his tongue up my pussy, starting at my clit and dragging it all the way until he was teasing along my throbbing opening. I shivered again, silently begging him to eat me out.
But to my disappointment, he pulled back, helped me to stand up straight again, and turned me around. Gio pulled me closer and curled his hands around my waist.
“So fucking sweet.” He lifted my leg, my panties left on the floor, and placed my foot on the armrest, positioning me so I was spread and my pussy lips were parted for his viewing pleasure.
I was so wet I could feel my juices sliding against the lips of my pussy and down my inner thigh. I was ready for him and was close to begging Gio for it. But before I uttered a word, he leaned forward again and started eating me out.
He dragged his tongue through my soaked lips, pulling moans from me. I should have been humiliated because I knew the flight staff could hear me, but I was so lost in my pleasure I didn’t care.
“More, Gio.”
I placed my hands on his shoulders to steady myself as he licked and sucked on my clit.
“I’ll give you more than you can handle,cara.”
Not possible. I’ll take whatever it is you want to give me.
He had his hands on my ass, squeezing the mounds almost painfully as he devoured me.
With one more lick through my pussy, he pulled away, his mouth glossy from my arousal, his breathing haggard as he stared into my eyes.
“I’m so fucking hard for you,” he said and reached down, rubbing his hand over his exposed, monstrous cock. “Christ.”
I could see how feral he was right now, and it turned me on like nothing else.
Before I could beg him to fuck me, Gio had his thumbs on the lips of my pussy, pulled them apart, and licked and sucked at my clit once again, this time like he couldn’t get enough.
I knew I couldn’t.
It was like he was dying for me, just like I was for him. And the fact that the flight staff could walk through the little door that gave us minimal privacy made this an even more exciting experience.
He ate me out until my legs shook, and I was onthe verge of coming thirty-one thousand feet in the air. He moved his mouth over my clit and started sucking on it hard.
“You taste so damn good. So…mine, cara.”
And just like that, I came for him, digging my nails into his shoulders and riding the wave of ecstasy.
He grunted and renewed his efforts on my pussy until he drove my orgasm even higher. I was touching heaven right now and never wanted to come down.
When the pleasure faded, I sagged and exhaled roughly, my body shaking from the after-effects of my orgasm.
“My pretty girl,” he whispered. Reaching down to the floor, Gio picked up my panties, placing the silky fabric under his nose and inhaling, breathing deeply before spearing me with a possessive gaze.
Groaning a curse, he grudgingly helped me step into them, tugged my skirt down into place, and pulled me onto his lap.
For long seconds, he just held me, rubbing his hand over my thigh before moving it to my belly, and then rested his palm on my abdomen. I collapsed, my head on his shoulder, and closed my eyes, knowing I could have fallen asleep like this, with Gioholding me tightly and me knowing nothing and no one would hurt me as long as he was watching over me.
“I love you, Tatiana. I love you with everything in my cold, dark heart, and I never want to be without you.”
I felt a small smile curve my lips and then pressed them to the side of his neck. “I love you more.”
He held me tighter and whispered, “Not possible.”
We sat there so long that I started to drift off, with Gio’s palm still on my belly, the heat and weight of it causing my insides to flutter.
When he shifted slightly, it roused me. I saw him reach into his pocket. I rubbed the drowsiness from my eyes and saw him pull out a small, velvet box. My breath hitched because I knew what it was.
“I've never been a man who expressed his feelings or showed emotion, Tatiana.” Gio’s voice was low and rough. He always had this natural menace in his tone that sent a thrill down my spine. “You’re mine. You understand that, right?”