Page 32 of Play With Me

“I’m ready.” Lola reached behind her back and removed a gun.

“Put that thing away, you’re on a plane,” I tried to seize it, but she pulled it away.

“You can’t tell me what to do,” she replied, then froze as the pilot took a sharp right turn.

“This is normal, Lola.”

“I swear to God if you say another word about our chances of surviving a crash, you will never, and I mean ever, be allowed to touch me again. All chances gone.”

At her threat I unfastened my seatbelt, then opened hers.

“Brook! What are you doing?”

As the plane leveled off, I stood up and grasped Lola by her waist, lifting her with me, catching her off guard. Shock mixed with pure fear swam in her eyes as her mouth opened and closed over and over. I balanced to the best of my ability and hauled her over my shoulder. She didn’t scream until we were halfway down the aisle. My brother removed his earbuds, turned around, and shook his head before resuming his phone call.

“Put me down! Put me down! We’re going to crash.” She pounded her hands over my back. Lola was strong and smart enough that she could have gotten out of my hold if she really wanted to. Since she remained draped over my shoulder, I knew that she wanted to be there.

“Actually, we’re going to fuck.”

I felt her body stiffen and her palms press flat to my back just as I crossed the threshold between the plane’s two sections.

“I don’t know where in the heavens, no pun intended, you’re getting the idea that we’re going to fuck. I don’t even want to talk to you right now.”

She was so wrong.

“You said that if I ever do that to you again, all chances are gone. That means that I still have a chance and we have hope. That that’s all I need.”

I set her down and closed the curtain. When I turned around to face Lola, her breaths were heavy and full of need.

“How much adrenaline is running through your veins right now?” I whispered into her ear, very well aware of what her answer would be. I was also aware of her nipples poking against my chest, her parted lips begging to be taken, and her trembling thighs. She might have argued that she was shaking out of fear, but I knew it was her desire.

“Adrenaline? Brook Madden, I swear on my life I will never—”

I shut her up with a kiss, my tongue darting for hers, taking over her mouth. Her immediate response made me instantly hard, and so I grasped the hem of her shirt and lifted it up and over her head.

She pulled away. “We’re doing it right here?”

“I’d suggest open air, but that’s not feasible at the moment. Give in, Lola. We both need this.”

She was nearly heaving. If Lola didn’t slow her breaths, she’d pass out. The pilot made another turn, and she grasped a seat corner, shaking.

“Shut up and make me forget where we are.”

I quickly unbuttoned her pants. She did the same to mine. My dick pressed against her stomach as I took her face between my palms and kissed her hard. Her hands snaked around my neck as she fully connected her body with mine. Her feet rested on top of mine, hands touching my skin, while my palms explored another useless item of clothing. I removed my shirt in between our kisses and then turned her around. The plane tilted to the left and she braced her hands on one of the seats, sticking her ass out for me. I snuck my hand inside her panties, grasping her pussy, spreading her slick juices from between her folds, loving how wet she was for me. My other hand flew to her breast. I pulled her bra cup down and squeezed that hard nipple between my fingers while dragging down the lace panties. She moaned, lifting her neck. Her eyes were closed as I lowered the undergarments and drove into her full depth.

“Jesus—”

“It’s Brook,” I grunted on my next entry, taking her hips into my hands, impaling her on my dick.

I caught her smile and pushed harder, skimming my teeth over the back of her neck and brushing my lips underneath her hairline before twisting her head and taking her lips again. She moaned over and over into my mouth. I felt her swell around my cock. Her muscles gripped me with force, and the friction against her walls stroked me.

“You’re perfect,” I said into her mouth. “So, so perfect.”

I watched as her skin lifted with her hammering heart then lowered my lips to that spot, feeling the delectable pulse.

“And you truly are mad if you think so.” She shifted, turning her face away from me. “You promised me a fuck. Don’t turn this around into a love-making session.”

I couldn’t reply. This woman had no idea just how much she turned me on. She had no idea how crazy she made me. My thrusts sped while her pussy leaked all over me and I realized I was getting too close. I withdrew, turned her around, and lifted her leg up on one of the seats before slamming into her again. I bent my knees and she stood on her toes but as soon as I was inside, I felt her drape over my hip. Soon enough I had her braced against a seat with both legs around my hips, her body clinging to mine. Lola lowered her mouth to my shoulder, biting me in her favorite spot. A sharp pain flew from there down to my groin and I felt my balls contract.

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