Possessive Parisian Pilot: An Older Man Younger Woman Romance (A Man Who Knows What He Wants Book 90)

by Flora Ferrari

  Once we click to the story I look at one of the pics in the gallery and ask him to zoom in, thinking I see something.

  “No,” I say.

  “Oh yes,” he says.

  “That’s what you were doing with that rapid ascent and all those maneuvers the first time we kissed,” I say looking at the word he spelled out in the sky.

  He nods. “We’ll be able to see it on the footage from the GoPro mounted on the tail of the plane.

  “You had one there too?”

  “Yeah, but in the excitement I forgot to grab the chip. We’ll get it on the way out.”

  “Is there’s more on the schedule?”

  “Now that we’re engaged it’s time we celebrate it,” he says giving me a hungry look that removes any doubt as to what’s coming next.

  I wrap my arms around him and melt into his big body.

  Moments pass and my world feels perfect.

  As I keep my arms wrapped around him I turn back and look at the screen and just stare at that one word.

  Of all the available words in the English and French dictionaries and he chose that one.

  Mine.

  CHAPTER 17

  Gabriel

  I stand in the doorway to our room at the Shangri-La Hotel as my woman moved quickly towards the French doors, opening them to take in the Eiffel Tower view.

  My dick is harder than the aluminum, steel, and titanium that make up the airplane we were just in, and all I can think about now is being inside her.

  Claiming her.

  Being her first.

  Making her mine.

  I was never a romantic person, until her. The romance we’ve shared since yesterday was incredible, but the time for that was over…my cock serving as a constant reminder.

  The fucker is throbbing, intense, and I know the look in my eyes matches.

  “You can see the Eiffel Tower and the River Seine is close enough it feels like you can touch it, stick your finger in it.

  I’m going to stick something inside her all right…every last inch.

  “Did you know that this used to be the home of Roland Bonaparte, the eccentric botanist and great-nephew of Napoleon?” she asks as she turns around and suddenly her entire expression changes as she sees the need on my face.

  I’m damn near ready to lose control.

  Feeling my fingers grind into my palms as I take in the sight of my angel, backlit from the light through the open doors. Yeah, she was definitely the light to my darkness…the things I was thinking of doing to her that I’d kept suppressed in my mind coming to the forefront.

  “Tell me you’re ready,” I say. “I want to hear you say it.”

  Fuck, this was it. This was the moment I told her about, the biggest moment of both of our lives. We’d passed the point of no return this morning when she’d opened my door, and then we came back around and jumped over that line again when I slid my ring on her finger.

  And now…when I slide my cock in her it’s the trifecta and we can get to work on the most important thing.

  Family.

  Because family first is my motto. Now is my chance to finally have a family of my own and I swear they will be my first, and only, option when it comes to every decision I make, until the day I die.

  “Say it,” I say.

  I watch as her pupils dilate and I see the same need I have written all over my face.

  There was no point in hiding it, she couldn’t and I know she didn’t want to even if she could.

  She was ready. I was ready. It was time. I just need to hear it out loud.

  “I’m ready.”

  I feel my cock twitch in my pants as I move closer to her, my fingers digging down into my palms even more.

  “And I’m ready for you. I’ve been ready since the moment I saw you,” I say sliding my hand along the side of her cheek, and pushing her hair back from her face so I can admire her beauty.

  It’s a perfect day, not a cloud in the sky, and we have a direct view of the Eiffel Tower right out of the floor to ceiling doors behind her.

  And I have no interest in looking, because my eyes are fixated on her.

  “I’m going to give you all of me and it’s more than you could have ever dreamed of. Every inch right now and everything you ever want from this day forward.”

  “All I want is you.”

  My hand tightens in her hair, as I move it to the side, exposing her neck.

  A moan escapes her and I lean in, placing a kiss on the soft skin of her neck.

  My mouth pulls away and I can see her pulse in her throat. Her heart rate is going a mile a minute and it can only go higher from here.

  “That’s what you want and that’s exactly what you’re going to get…every fucking possessive part of me, and you better believe every part of me is possessive when it comes to you, woman. My woman.”

  My other hand darts down quickly, grabbing one of her big, beautiful ass cheeks hard, lifting her clean off the ground as she wraps her legs around my back.

  I want to enter her, in the entryway of our empire suite. I want to take her on the kitchen table, feasting on her. I want to feel the water on our bodies in the shower as we steam the place up. And tonight I will take her on the balcony, under the stars, while we stare at that statues together, and she feels something even harder slide in and out of her until I explode inside.

  All that will happen, but not first. First, the bedroom.

  I carry her towards the biggest bed I’ve ever seen in my life. When I reach the edge I toss her like a caveman, her ass bouncing off the bed as she makes a whimpering noise as she sits up quickly, staring at me as I take off my shirt.

  Her eyes go to my abs as she freezes, before frantically reaching for her dress, pulling it up and over her head.

  Once my shirt is off, I kick off my boots and slide out of my jeans.

  The only thing left is my underwear, which is barely on considering my cock has the front waistband so far forward it’s not even touching my skin. Yeah, I’m that hard, and that long and thick.

  I could hammer nails with the way the fucker in my pants is right now.

  I slide out of my boxer briefs as she unhooks her bra, bringing her hands forward and pulling it off.

  I growl at the sight of her perfect breasts, knowing I’m the only person beside her to ever see them.

  And that’s exactly how things are going to fucking stay.

  “Panties off. Show me your pussy that’s about to become my pussy, our pussy.”

  Her look goes from hunger and nerves to one of a knowing, naughty girl…and she knows with one hundred percent certainty that what I say is true. Her pussy is mine now. Mine and mine alone.

  “Spread your legs and show me,” I say as her fingertips slide inside the waistband but she doesn’t pull them down.

  “Maybe I should take a shower first, after the plane ride and all.”

  “No! Now,” I say. “I can’t wait anymore. Plus I want to smell you and taste you just how you are. Raw and ready. We’ll shower after I’ve claimed you, washing your body clean and then I’ll claim you again and again and again. I’ll mark you with my seed so you can scrub all day long and it won’t even come off. It will be a part of you. I’m going to come on your stomach and rub it in with my fingers, so every time you touch it you’ll remember how you’re mine, and how my baby is growing in your belly right underneath your hand.”

  She breathes in deep, audibly, and the sound of it pulls a deep exhale from me, not realizing I was holding my breath in anticipation.

  “Come on woman, show me what’s mine,” I say.

  She slowly slides out of her panties and puts them at the foot of the bed.

  “Your legs…wider,” I say.

  She opens up for me and I take in the sight of her glistening pussy, perfectly shaved and ready for me to taste…to claim…to own forever.

  I move in closer, watching as her eyes rake over my body as I take her tiny white panties in my grip, bring
ing them up to my face and taking a deep whiff.

  A throaty growl comes out of nowhere followed by another as my eyes close as I take in her scent.

  I ball the panties up tight in my hand and carry them over to the chair next to the bed, never taking my eyes off of her.

  “These are mine now…mine forever.”

  She nods nervously.

  “In the moments you're not by my side, which are going to be damn rare, I’ll take your panties out of a drawer that I’ll keep locked in our bedroom and I’ll bring them to my face, smelling them deep reminding me of you, not that I’ll ever forget. And when the scent gets too strong I’ll bust out through the front fucking door of the house and track you down like the dog you’ve turned me into. Your dog…an animal for you.”

  I can hear her breathing from here as I get on top of the bed, over the top of her.

  Her back rounds are her body gets smaller underneath my massive size.

  She knows. She can feel the fire burning inside me. It’s been raging since I took her from that loser airline and put her on my flight, right where she belongs.

  Even a taste of her in the cockpit didn’t come close to satisfying me, and damn was she ever perfect.

  But I need more…all of her. And I need it now.

  “Tell me you want me to claim you. Tell me you want me to be your first and only to take your virgin pussy and stretch it, make it fit my dick like a glove. Tell me you want me to fuck you over and over and over again until the inside of your cunt only knows my shape, molding to it as our bodies fit together perfectly. Tell me,” I say, the images of that exactly filling my mind.

  “I want that. I want my pussy to mold to your cock, and not only that, my pussy will memorize every single part of your dick. It’ll know when to squeeze and milk you for all you’ve got and when to open and let you take it all the way as it swallows up every inch you have to give,” she says.

  Fuck me. She’s the perfect lady in the streets, but she knows how to blow my mind in the bedroom…and I haven’t even entered her yet.

  The mind really is the biggest sexual organ, although I’ve got eleven inches of thick, hard cock that would quickly disagree.

  It doesn’t matter. She’s got every part of me going to the point where I could come before I even slide inside her.

  I grab my shaft and place the crown right at her opening, rubbing the tip through her folds, her wetness mixing with my precome making the head of my dick dripping wet and sticky.

  My dick jerks, causing her to press her hands into the mattress and thrust her hips forward, but I pull mine back, just before her hunger practically has her sliding horizontally on my pole.

  “When I say so.”

  “I can’t wait any longer,” she says in-between short shallow breaths. “I need you inside me now.”

  I feel the sheets move underneath my knees as her fingers ball up the soft cotton in her fists.

  “You want all of me?”

  “Yes.”

  “You can’t wait any longer?”

  “No.”

  “You ready for your body to memorize every inch of my cock just before I fill you so full of my seed that you have no choice but to have my baby.”

  “I want that. Everything. All if it. All of you. I want you to fuck me now. Give me everything you have. Give me your seed. Give me your baby.”

  I tip my head back and snarl like a feral wolf through gritted teeth. As my head comes forward my hips do too as my dick slides inside her.

  Her eyes open wide as I spread her pussy open, claiming her as mine forever.

  My entire body tightens as does hers squeezing my cock.

  I feel my arms shaking as I notice her entire body covered in goosebumps and then suddenly they disappear as her skin goes red, the blood rushing throughout her body and mine.

  “Can you take more?” I ask through short breaths.

  She nods feverishly.

  “Out and back in. Just slowly. Open me slowly.”

  I do exactly as she wishes, and damn…the slow deliberate motion allows me to feel every part of her walls as they open up for me and I slide in just a little deeper.

  I repeat the process, over and over and over again going deeper each time. At this point my rod fits in her channel perfectly, the fucker already memorizing the shape of her insides, and the feeling of her taking me imprinted on my mind forever.

  “I want to keep going slow like this and make this last, but I can’t. There’s no way. You’re too damn perfect, too feminine, too beautiful.”

  “I don’t want slow. I want it all and I want it now.”

  I exhale hard and pick up my pace, her back arching and I reach down for her hips, grabbing her hard knowing I’m going to leave a mark.

  Good. I want her marked in every way. She’s my doll, but she’s tough too…she’s proved it multiple times already.

  I want to see the bruises my fingers leave on her body when she walks around this empire suite like the queen she is. I want her marked by me and for me.

  And as I move in and out of her quickly I know my knees are going to be red from the friction from the sheets too…her claim on me, and neither one of us will ever be the same.

  “You’re mine,” I growl. “Mine.”

  “Mine,” she says through gritted teeth as I thrust into her all the way, feeling the tip of my dick find her spot and I know I’m damn close…close to putting my baby in her belly which is what I want more than anything.

  CHAPTER 18

  Marie

  “Oh fuck,” I say as his big, thick rod fills me over and over and over again.

  “Oh fuck yeah,” he says, his deep, gravelly voice barks back.

  “I need you to come inside me,” I say, my head spinning and my thighs quivering.

  He growls and I feel his fingers tighten even more on my hips as he takes me, my body moving across the sheets like a rag doll.

  He’s so much bigger and stronger than me he can do whatever he wants with me…and that’s exactly what’s happening.

  Watching his possessiveness as he’s losing control right in front of my eyes has my climax close. Too damn close.

  I want this to continue forever, but there’s no stopping it.

  “I want to feel your seed. I want you to fill me. Make me whole,” I say.

  “Oh fuck!” he moans. “I’m gonna put my seed so deep in you right…fucking…now!” he says as he thrusts one last time, his hips tipping up and in even more as he finds a new depth inside me I didn’t know existed, sending a wave washing through me.

  Suddenly I feel his hot jets unleash inside me and my body convulses as I come right on his cock, covering him in my stickiness as he fills me with his.

  My mouth flies open but I can’t speak, can’t breath…I can only feel.

  I watch every muscle in his body flex as his mouth opens too, yet the room is completely silent.

  His entire body jerks, and I feel another explosion, sending a second wave through me and another euphoric feeling of ecstasy as he fills me even more.

  Suddenly his chest deflates as he exhales and then sucks in for more air. The doors to the terrace may be open and a perfect breeze coming into the suite, but there’s not enough oxygen in the world that can satisfy the two of us right now.

  Slowly he collapses in a series of movements finalizing with him next to me on the bed.

  He lifted my leg up as he came down swinging my body around, allowing him to stay inside me, his dick still rock hard.

  My chest heaves as I press my back into his chest. He’s the big spoon to my little spoon and in this position I’ve never felt safer, happier, or more fulfilled in my entire life.

  As I try and catch my breath I anticipate his dick going flaccid while his body recharges for another round of pure bliss.

  But nothing.

  He stays hard and as the seconds turn to minutes, and the minutes turn from single digits to double digits I know that’s not happening.

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nbsp; “You’re still hard,” I finally say, breaking the very relaxing silence.

  “Always for you. Always.”