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He clears his desk of all it’s contents by pushing them clean off. Grabbing both of my shoulders, he lays me flat on his desk. My legs spread out, leaving me completely bare to his eyes and apparently Mack’s as well. “Well, well, well… what do we have here?” I hear Mack’s voice echoing through the phone’s speaker, but I don’t pay any mind to it as Percy’s hand lands between my thighs.

He takes a seat nonchalantly beside me, pushing my leg up even further, then has both hands on each side of my pussy, spreading me wide. “Look at our wife’s pretty pussy, Baby Boy.”

“I’m not your wi—”Smack.

This motherfucker just slapped my pussy.

And why did I like it?

Percy growls out, “You’re about to be,” as he starts to rub my clit in tight circles with his two fingers. I look up at the phone to see Mack has his propped up, his cock is in his hand, and he’s fully entertained.

These two are going to be the death of me.

“No coming, Mack. And you’re not getting to yet either,” Percy barks out as he stands up, adjusting his massive cock within his pants.

“Excuse me. I’ll just do it myself.” I reach down, hand over my cunt, raising my eyebrows in contest, telling him to try me.

“You’ll both wait until we get home.” I know this is punishment for us keeping our little secret from him, but we wanted it to be a surprise. He’s so similar to me in the way he always has to be in control, so Mack and I are never really able to surprise him. Marcello just had to go and blow it.

I’ll give him the power this time, but not without some annoyance first. “Okay, Big Daddy.”

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CHAPTER

TWO

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PERCY

As we step onto Marcello’s private jet, I have to remind myself not to step on my own jaw as it hangs wide the fuck open. ?1 I was thinking the plane was going to be on the smaller side, but no. This goddamn plane is bigger than some commercial planes I’ve been on.

I’m truly scared to know how much this thing is worth.

Last night I ended up edging these two while live-streaming, and to say I was in my element is the biggest understatement. We don’t get to stream as much as any of us would like to now, but it was nice being back at it last night. The subs were eating out of the palms of our hands.

As we walk further into the cabin, Mar makes the introductions with the flight crew whilemy eyes take in the plane’s interior. It looks like an average living space with fancy leather seats spread throughout. The blonde flight attendant speaks up, “There’s a full bathroom in the bedroom on the back of the plane. Also, there is another bathroom up by the cockpit door. Dinner will be served in a couple of hours. The full bar is available per Mr. Barone, and we are here for anything else you may need.”

Mack butts in, “Did she just say bedroom?!” Mar’s head spins around so quick, piercing Mack with a look that could kill. He’s been on thin ice the last couple of days… he’s been annoying the shit out of her with all the wedding plans he has. This was supposed to stop all the planning and stress because we are just eloping. But Mack called the resort and has been feverishly planning what seems like is going to be a whole-ass wedding since he got off the phone with Marcello last week.

I reach up, smacking Mack’s ass. “Leave the questions for later, Baby. We have a long flight, and you can ask all the questions once we’re in the air.” The thought of putting that bedroom to use has my cock thickening way too fast. Add in the flight crew, and Blair and Vin being able to hear… Go ahead and make me captain of the mile-high club. This could be a once-in-a-lifetime chance.I’m sure as fuck not missing it.

We get seated for takeoff. The pilot comes out to introduce himself, and he lets us know that we’ll be in the air for over fourteen hours. I’m not the biggest fanof flying, but I figured a private jet would be better, and from the sound of it, it’s going to be.

Before I know it, we’ve been in the air for over an hour, and I’m down one scotch.

A very expensive scotch, I might add.

I peek over at Blair and Vincent, and she’s passed the hell out on his shoulder. He’s nose-deep in his laptop, likely working on something for Sin’s. Mar mentioned something about scheming up a plan to get them together finally… and my only instruction was not to share the scheme with Mack. He’s not the best with secrets. I find my eyes on Mack now and my lips pull into an appreciative smile.

“What are you smiling at, Daddy?” Mack purrs, raising his brow in question.

I chuckle while filling him in on what was going through my head, “Just that you can’t keep a secret to save your life.”

“Hold on! What do you know that I don’t?!” he pleas.

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