Page 12 of Beauty and the Bosshole

He points to my purple carry-on at the front of the plane. “In your bag?”

He’s already walking that way before I give him the affirmative.

He’s bringing the bag back to me and I’m shaking my head. “Reese… what are we doing?”

He points at the bag and the look he gives me tells me he won’t be deterred. I open the side zipper, pulling out the toy called ‘Her Pleasure’. I’m half embarrassed that of all the toys, this is the one that I chose to bring. It’s more of a toy for couples where the woman wears it and the man controls the remote.

Reese points at the bag. “The remote?”

I dig further down and pull out the remote. Reese takes both pieces out of my hands, and I ask him again, “Reese… what are we doing?”

He hands me the piece for ‘Her Pleasure’ and points to the bathroom. “Go put this on.”

“What?” I start.

He’s full of impatience as he leers over me. He removes his jacket and I’m holding my breath as I watch his muscles flex under the dress shirt he’s wearing. He takes his time, his eyes on me as he unbuttons his sleeves and rolls each of them up. There are black, intricate lines of his tattoo—ones I’ve been wanting tosee—but I can’t appreciate them fully now because the look he’s giving me is too much to bear. He squats down until we’re at eye level and then he cups my face. His face is strained and it’s obvious he’s fighting for control.

He gruffs out the words that I’ve only dreamed about. “I want to kiss you, Ava. Fuck, I want to do a lot more than that. I want to bury my cock in you and feel your insides clamp down around me. I want to taste your sweet cunt. Hell, I want to bury my face in it and not worry about coming up for breath.” His voice is throbbing with emotion. “I want you any and every way I can have you.”

I reach for him and he stops me by grabbing my hands and holding them together in front of him. “If you touch me, I won’t be able to help myself.”

“Yes,” I start, but he doesn’t let me finish.

“No. Not like this. Not when you’re anxious about flying and taking pills. I need you completely lucid for what I want to do to you.”

Every part of my being wants to argue with him. I want to stomp my foot and demand he take me right now, but of course, I can’t do that. Maybe we both need to step back and think about this. “Okay,” I relent.

He nods. “Now, go put this on.”

I meet his eye and shake my head in confusion. “But I thought we were going to wait.”

“I want you to come, Ava. I need to see it and I need to hear it.”

“But.”He closes my hand around the ‘Her Pleasure’ piece. “Go.”

Unsure, I step away from him and make my way to the bathroom. As soon as I shut the door, I look at myself in the mirror but don’t even recognize myself. My cheeks are flushed, my eyes are bright, and my nipples are poking through my thin silk shirt. I set the sex toy on the counter and then, after turningthe water on, I cup the cold stream in my hands and throw the cool water in my face to try to cool off.

I debate what I’m going to do for all of ten seconds. There’s no question because, now more than ever, I need a release.

After securing the toy against my womanhood, I put my clothes all back together and then exit the bathroom. As I walk down the aisle of the airplane, I can feel Reese’s eyes on me the whole way. When I look up at him, there’s a question in his face, but I don’t have time for it to register. The ‘Her Pleasure’ vibrates against my clit, and my legs almost buckle out from underneath me. I grab onto the backs of the chairs on each side of me and wait for the wave to travel through my body. Just when I feel that I’m about to explode, it stops.

I look at Reese hesitantly and see him smirking at me.

I stand up and make my way down the aisle and drop into the seat next to him. “You really are an asshole, aren’t you?”

“That’s ‘bosshole’ to you.”

I’m about to give him a piece of my mind when the toy starts to vibrate again. I grip the arms of my seat and my knuckles turn white as the pressure increases. The toy is relentless and, with wide eyes, I turn to look at Reese. He’s devouring me with his gaze, and when our eyes lock on each other, there’s no looking away. I fully expect him to tease me again and turn the toy off when I’m close but he doesn’t. The orgasm takes me by surprise, and I moan loudly as it rocks through my body.

“Say it,” he demands as he increases the speed.

My hips start to buck and another orgasm takes over. This time, there’s no holding back. I know what he wants to hear from me. “Reeeese.”

I must have been too loud because Reese leans toward me and covers my mouth with his. The kiss only intensifies everything until I feel like I’m going to pass out from the pleasure. It’s better than I could have ever imagined and I want to savor it.

He slows down the toy and nips at my lips as I start to come down. With sass, I lean my head back and look at him. “I thought you weren’t going to kiss me.”

He kisses me again, sliding his tongue against mine, and when I whimper, he pulls back. “I wasn’t. But I couldn’t let Andrew hear you… not like that. That sound is just for me.”

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