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His finger slid up and down my slit. As he was teasing me, he started moving in a circular direction, stimulating my clit.

I grabbed his bicep and tried not to scream. “Russ,” I moaned, a little louder than anticipated. “Look.”

I had to pretend I was talking about the view.

My heart pounded with the fear of being caught and the excitement of getting off.

I hoped the pilot couldn’t pick up on the neediness with which I said Russ’s name. I didn’t want us to get caught. I didn’t want us to get arrested. I didn’t want any trouble. But as he slid a finger inside of me, I cared about getting off more than any of that other stuff.

“Do you see that?” Russ asked huskily.

“Oh my God,” I groaned. The fluttering I felt in my core intensified with each of his ministrations. “Yes.”

“The lake looks good, doesn’t it?”

“So good.” My eyes closed, and each time he slid in and out of me, I felt jolts of pleasure. “So fucking good.”

“All that water. I wish I could take a dip in it… feel it all over my face.” Russ caught himself and cleared his throat.

“Dowdy Lake is…” The pilot spouted some facts about the lake, and I didn’t hear one thing he said.

My hips moved as much as they could with the lap belt restraining me. Grinding against his fingers, I started chasing the high of the release Russ was building. I rocked into his hand as I stared into his eyes. The slight choppiness of the ascension only aided in getting me off. But when his thumb passed over my clit while his fingers were slowly pumping inside me, I gasped loudly.

The tension within my body centered itself right where he was touching.

“Oh my God,” I panted.

“We haven’t even really started the tour yet, and it’s already an amazing view,” the pilot remarked.

“It sure is,” Russ agreed. “Absolutely beautiful.” His eyes were fixated on me as the helicopter dipped. “You think so, too, Nina? You like it?”

“Yes, yes.” I nodded, clenching around his fingers. “Russ!”

“Oh, I see it,” he groaned, twisting his fingers and finding my G-spot.

I was breathless.

My arm flew around his neck, and I brought him as close as possible. Because of the shoulder harness, he wasn’t able to get as close as I wanted him and still keep stroking me the way he was stroking me. So, our kiss didn’t last long, but our lips met long enough to set me off.

“Shit!” I hissed, bucking against his hand. I forgot all about the mute button or the fact that the pilot could hear everything. “Russsssssssssss.”

His thumb rubbed circles against my clit while his fingers remained inside me, skillfully teasing my spot internally. “The pilot knows what he’s doing,” he assured me as the helicopter tipped to the side as it turned. “Open your eyes and look at the view, baby. Open your eyes.”

I opened them long enough for my body to surrender to him.

“That’s it,” he growled. “That’s my girl. That’s my girl.”

My eyes rolled to the back of my head. Heat radiated from his touch, and I let out a muffled moan as my thighs began to quiver.

“Russ,” I whimpered.

I’d reached the point of no return. His voice, combined with the way he skillfully played with my pussy, collided with the situation and the way he was looking at me. He was the match to my fuse, and it took restraint for me not to scream as the explosion erupted within me.

“That’s it,” he rasped as I spasmed against his hand. “You’re doing so good. That’s it.”

Pleasure emanated from my core.

My body jerked, straining against the seat belt as my hips rose off the seat. For a few seconds, none of my other senses worked. All I could do was feel. My skin tingled, my heart raced, my nipples hurt, and my entire lower body felt weak.

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