Page 59 of Freak Show

Her mouth clashed with mine, and hands went everywhere.

Eventually, with her tongue in my mouth, I got her under the blanket and in my lap. Shortly after that, she was shoving my sweatpants down and forcing her dress up.

I helped her along, pushing her dress so high that I revealed her lower belly.

“Not too high,” she hissed at me as she settled herself on my lap.

The one good thing about her being so damn small was that when she got into my lap, and slowly lowered herself down onto my thick cock, she couldn’t be seen over the top of the chair.

Her hands found my neck, and together we breathed through the sheathing of my cock inside of her slick pussy.

“Jesus Christ,” she whispered.

My hands clenched on her sides, right below her ribs, her dress still firmly fisted between our two fleshes.

“Do you think…oh, no.”

Before I could ask what the ‘oh, no’ was, her eyes went wide, then they closed altogether.

I closed my own eyes in reaction, praying that I could hold on and not move while I waited for her to wake up.

I was just about to pull myself out of her heat when I saw movement out of the corner of my eye.

Titus.

“She fell asleep on you?” Titus asked as he walked past us to the bathroom.

You have no idea, friend.

“Yep,” I wheezed.

She woke up thirty seconds later, then immediately started moving.

“Sorry,” she whispered in my ear.

I moved my hand up the length of her spine and said, “You are gonna have to chill for a second. Titus just got up to go to the bathroom.”

She stilled, coming to a complete stop with me embedded deep inside of her.

The position itself wasn’t too comfortable. In fact, even with the two beds combined like they were, my six-foot-five self was already taking up more than my fair share of the room.

And due to the size discrepancy, I couldn’t reach her mouth easily without bending my head to an awkward angle.

But uncomfortable positions aside, we were making it work. And I was seconds away from coming, and we hadn’t even gotten to the actual sex part yet. I mean, sure, I was deep inside of her. But other than the fifteen seconds I’d allowed her to move after Titus got up, we’d both been completely still since I’d gotten inside of her.

“This is your captain speaking,” the captain came over the intercom again. “We’re about to hit some turbulence over Arkansas. They have a whopper of a storm, and we’re catching the tail side of it. It might be a rocky thirty minutes or so. Flight attendants, please take your seats until I turn off the fasten seat belt sign.”

I clenched my hand on to her hips as we hit the first patch of turbulence.

And wow, he wasn’t kidding.

The rocking and bumping of the plane had me pushing deeper inside of her.

“Whoa,” Titus said from the hallway that led to the bathroom. He appeared a few seconds later, looking quite pale, and making a beeline for his seat.

Ari buried her face into my neck as she said, “Sweet baby Jesus. Just a few more minutes of this and I’m going to explode.”

Same.

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