by Diane Thorne
“How’s that pussy?” he asked, still staring at her lips.
“Very, very wet.”
“Perfect.”
He kissed her gently once, and again. The third time he delved into her mouth and stroked her tongue. Her body came alive as electric zings raced through her and to all her sensitive areas. Her nipples ached against his chest while her moist pussy quivered. Intense desire gnawed within her. She wanted to melt and let him do as he pleased with her. Yet, at the same time, she wanted to hop on him and ride him hard and fast. It had been too long since a man had kissed and touched her. She hoped she wouldn’t come too soon.
He deepened the kiss while he held her wrists above her head. She hungered for him, desperately wanted him to please her. He dragged his fingers down her arm and chills spread across her flesh, giving rise to goosebumps. As he caressed her neck with his light touch, more tingles scurried to her breasts. He trailed his digits over her chest while he continued to devour her in a passionate kiss. The need for air pressed upon her, but she refused to prise her lips away. He placed his palm on one of her breasts and paused. When he squeezed it, she gasped.
“Oh…” she said softly while he groped her again.
He brushed his lips over her cheek. “Shall I stop?”
“No. Don’t you dare.”
He nuzzled near her ear and kissed her. “Good.” He planted another kiss lower, on her neck. “You smell like berries. I could eat you.” He moved his hand south and pressed it well below her navel. “Maybe that’s what I should do. What do you think?”
“Excellent idea.”
He rolled his tongue up her neck. Stopping at her chin, he then kissed it. “My pleasure.”
As he gave her a naughty smile, he released her arms and slowly knelt before her. She stood immobile—watching, waiting and ready for him. When he slid his fingers up her legs and under her skirt, pure desire burned in her veins.
He looked up and met her gaze. “Unbutton your blouse.”
She started at the top and unfastened the buttons while he grabbed hold of her black bikini. Gently, he tugged it down. When the panties reached her ankles, she lifted one foot at a time to free herself from the loose garment.
“Better.” He tossed her panties up towards the counter. They landed on her purse.
Again, he glided his digits along her thighs and pushed her skirt up. His touch excited her, made her sex salivate more for him. Gwen had nearly finished unbuttoning her blouse when cool air found her drenched pussy and she quivered slightly. A touch of embarrassment flickered within her. She hadn’t realised just how wet she was.
“You’re beautiful, Gwen. I love a shaved woman.” He groped her ass.
The slight bit of shame she’d felt for her extreme moisture quickly disappeared when he kissed her pubic mound. Need consumed in her every thought and entire body.
“Spread your legs wider.”
While she obeyed him, she tugged her shirt from the waistband of her skirt and exposed her breasts.
“Much better,” he said with his hungry gaze aimed at her apex.
He kissed her mound again while his warm hands remained glued to her ass. When his tongue dived between her labia, she bit her lip to stifle the moan wanting to burst from her.
His caress on her nub nearly brought her to her knees. Erotic strings danced their way to every nerve in her body. He circled her clit then licked it. The torture was horrid, bringing her closer to exploding in pleasure. Damn, she loved his eager and wicked tongue.
She lifted her leg and rested it on his shoulder. His enthusiasm seemed to increase as he lapped with greater vigour. She ran her fingers through his soft, dark hair and gently rocked her hips while holding his head. Lust and anticipation flooded her. It was too much. Yet, she had to have more. Her body starved for freedom, for release. When he pushed a digit inside her and sucked on her swollen bud, ecstasy came. Her inner walls clenched and sweet harmony spread through her in waves.
“Mm…” He kissed her outer lips, then looked at her with hungry eyes. “That was divine. Absolutely, divine.”
“Exquisite.” He’d used the word a few times with her. For some reason, the adjective popped into her mind to describe her orgasm.
As the wonderful, orgasmic tune singing within her body started to fade, she lowered her leg. He stood slowly and she slid her hands down his torso. My, what a solid chest he has.
“It’s been a while for you. I can tell.”
He withdrew his finger and dragged it over her sensitive clit. Her pussy spasmed and in an instant she longed for his finger to return and bring her more bliss.
“I’m sorry, but it has.” She lowered her gaze.
He lifted her chin with his free hand. “There’s nothing to be sorry about. Trust me, I’m enjoying this just as much as you are. And it will be even better when we get back to my hotel room.”
A smile emerged on her face. “I trust you.”
Although she didn’t know him well, her gut instinct told her he was a decent man and not some psycho sex fiend. As for him enjoying their bit of time together, one glance at the bulge in his jeans indicated he was indeed. She imagined their sexual escapades would only broaden and become more enthusiastic with a bed and furniture available for use. The small bathroom offered privacy while they pleasured each other now, but the facility definitely lacked comfort and limited what they could do.
“I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you,” he said as he stared deep into her eyes.
“I believe you.”
He pressed his lips to hers and initiated a new round of kissing. He tangled his tongue with hers while he slid his finger back inside her. He gently inserted another digit and rubbed her clit with his palm. Gwen’s hormones sprang to life again. Her need for more pleasure climbed again. While Phillip aroused her with his deep, penetrating touch, he moved his free hand lower to one of her breasts. He tugged back her bra, freeing her nipple, then latched on to it with his mouth.
Tendrils of lust wormed through her again as he flicked and teased her nipple. Between her legs, he inserted a third digit. Every time he withdrew it and the others, he dragged them over her swollen nub. His touch left her hungry for more, which he gladly gave by slipping back inside her and repeating the process. While she greatly enjoyed his treatment of her sensitive parts, a burning need persisted and it involved his hard muscle.
She moved her hands down his solid torso until she reached his jeans. Itching to touch him, she slid her palm lower. When she found a big object and rubbed the length, Phillip’s tender care seemed to transform. He nibbled and sucked harder on her sore nipple while he tweaked her clit. Encouraged by his liveliness, she worked to unfasten his pants. At the same time, she massaged the lump in his jeans. And what a huge lump it was.
He released her breast and kissed her lips. “I’m so hard right now.”
She finally unzipped his pants and slid her hand inside. The tip of one of her fingers brushed over the head of his erection and felt moisture. She inched her hand farther. “Mm…you are quite hard.”
He pressed his forehead against hers and pushed his fingers deep inside her pussy. “I want you, Gwen. I want to fuck you right here, right now.”
She couldn’t refuse what they both craved. It had been too long since she’d felt a real cock and too long since one had been inside her. Now that she had his thick member in her hand, she wanted to feel it pumping inside and filling her.
She flicked his tongue with her own. “Fuck me. We can play later at your hotel.”
His lips curled on one side. “Tease.”
She quirked a brow. “What are you going to do about it?”
He withdrew from her slick pussy and dug inside his pocket with his other hand. “I’ll show you what I’m going to do.”
He lifted a foil packet to his mouth and ripped it with his teeth. Gwen took hold of the edges of his jeans and tugged his pants down. When his shaft sprang free, she stared at it in awe and fear. How on earth
could it fit inside her?
She straightened while he slid the condom over his erection. Gwen swallowed hard as she watched him. He was fucking huge. And she wanted his mammoth rod badly.
She ran her fingers into his soft hair and claimed his lips. He responded quickly to her kiss and offered his tongue for her to toy with. She eagerly accepted his offering while he moved his hands to her ass. He kneaded and squeezed her cheeks while he pressed his erection against her belly. Need overwhelmed her and made her wild. She hungrily kissed him while she lifted her leg and curled it around him. Taking her cue, he slipped his hand between their bodies. He took hold of his length and rubbed the head over her clit. She moaned, then broke off the kiss.
“Fuck me, Phillip. Tease me later.”
Finding her entrance, he slid just barely inside, then removed his hand. “Tell me if it hurts, and I’ll slow down.”
Was he crazy? Regardless if there was a little pain, she wanted him to stretch and fill her. Damn it, she’d waited long enough for a living, breathing, sexy-as-hell man with a large cock.
She started a new kiss as he slowly pushed his erection inside her. Her insides stretched to accommodate him. Slight stings crawled within her, but she ignored them while she played with his tongue. He withdrew then slid his solid member back inside her. The tiny bit of discomfort disappeared fast. In little time, their bodies found a fluid and smooth rhythm where they worked together to fulfil their needs. He grabbed hold of her ass and lifted her. She wrapped her other leg around him. With her arms coiled around his neck and her back pressed against the door, she held onto him. His thrusts increased and his rigid shaft slid deeper. The electricity flowed to every nerve in her body as he filled her. Soon, she approached another orgasm. Was it possible? So soon? Hell fucking yes. She was about to come.
“Oh, God. Don’t stop.”
His fingers dug into her skin as he pumped harder. The grinding motion of their bodies escalated their need. He pounded inside her and hit her G-spot over and over again. She clawed at his back as the tension became unbearable. In and out. In and out. When he nipped her earlobe, an erotic signal shot straight south and ignited her orgasm. Her muscles tightened and gripped his massive member.
“Ah, fuck me, Gwen.”
He continued driving into her but with more fervour. His warm breath brushed over her neck. He grunted with a few hard and deep penetrations. When his orgasm finally came, he froze and let out a deep, throaty groan. His erection beat vibrantly within her.
Gwen rested her head against the side of his. A calming wave flowed through her body with each quiver of her orgasm, which seemed to lengthen thanks to Phillip’s throbbing cock. They remained immobile for a while, heated bodies together, pulsing and cooling. All the fear she’d briefly felt earlier became a distant memory. She’d had sex with a hot man who had a giant rod, in a bathroom thousands of feet above the ground. And it felt fucking awesome.
Phillip lifted his head and met her gaze. “Damn, that was good.”
She lifted her brows. “Just good?”
He chuckled, then kissed her lips. “Honey, I can’t wait to get you to my hotel room.”
She raked her nails along his scalp. “So you can spank me, tie me up and have your way with me.”
He stuck out his tongue and licked her lips. “You better believe it. Be ready.”
Once again, the thought of his plans set her body on fire. Good God, she’d just had sex and came twice. Was she still so horny?
“I’m ready for you now,” she said with a grin.
“Oh, I believe it. Give me a few minutes and I’ll be good to go again.”
She curled her bottom lip under her top teeth. Should they have sex again? Her instant mental response was, why not?
A light tap on the door quickly transformed their joyous faces into expressions of ‘oh shit’.
“Excuse me. Is everything okay in there?”
Gwen silently chuckled. She suspected the soft, feminine voice probably belonged to one of the flight attendants.
“Everything’s fine,” Phillip answered in a calm tone, though his face reflected anything but.
“Sir, if there is someone with you, I must ask one of you exit immediately or I will have to notify the captain.”
Gwen’s heart began to pump faster. She lowered one leg at a time. It seemed their aspirations of trying to get a third orgasm would have to wait for another time.
“No problem. I’ll be out in a minute,” Phillip said as he slowly withdrew his cock.
Gwen’s legs shook as she stood. As she leaned against the counter to steady herself, Phillip removed his condom. He grabbed a paper towel and disposed of the rubber.
“You okay?” he asked with scrunched brows indicating concern.
“Yeah. It’s just…been a while.” She let go of the counter and started fastening her buttons. Her legs quivered slightly.
He took her face in his hands and pressed his lips to hers. “You’re an amazing woman.”
“Mm…you are one incredible man.”
“Incredible man wants to do naughty things to amazing woman.” He kissed her again.
“Amazing woman would like incredible man to do naughty things. But he has to catch her first.”
He arched a brow. “I’m fast. I’ll catch her.”
“Hmm…we’ll see.” She grinned.
He leaned to give her another kiss, but another tap at the door interrupted them.
“I’m coming,” he spat.
Gwen glanced down. Phillip’s rigid cock did appear ready for another round of sex. She sighed. “Sadly, you won’t be coming with me.”
As he pulled up his pants and tucked in his shirt, Gwen leaned against the counter and carefully slid her underwear on. Phillip helped her button her blouse while she straightened it inside her skirt. They kissed a few times before he finished. In less than two minutes, she stepped from the bathroom with her purse in hand.
A female flight attendant stood nearby with her arms crossed and a frown on her face. Gwen turned away from her without a word and walked down the aisle. Behind her, she heard Phillip apologise to the attendant and the door click shut. When she reached the curtain, she stopped and glanced over her shoulder.
Phillip stood near his seat, holding his jacket and staring at her. Gleaming blue eyes and a slight curl to his lips indicated contentment. He bent and swiftly lifted a leather bag from under his seat. After he flipped the top over, he removed a laptop and held it up to her. She understood the silent message and gave him a nod. Then, she stepped around the curtain.
Gwen returned to her seat unnoticed by any of the sleeping passengers. She stretched out her weary legs and relaxed. But she couldn’t doze off. Unlike the travellers around her, she had no desire to rest. The sex in the bathroom had given her energy and filled her with a new sense of life and passion. She wanted to do something fun and exciting. Sadly, all she had was her notebook and Kindle.
With a deep, cleansing sigh she noted how her vacation had started poorly, but quickly changed. Dropping her bag in front of a sexy man had embarrassed the hell out of her. As it turned out, he had an interest in her. She’d pursued that interest and discovered an incredible man with a big cock. During her first vacation day, she’d had two amazing orgasms and had received a promise of more hot sex after they landed. What a fucking blessed day. She needed to remember it always. Moreover, she needed to free herself more often and take full advantage of all the opportunities available to her. The day had turned out remarkably wonderful because she’d given up her restraints and lived in the moment. Now, how could she remind herself to do it again?
With the thought thriving in her head, she dug inside her bag for her notebook. She grabbed it and took a pen and the Kindle from her purse. Leaving the e-reader in her lap, she lowered the tray from the back of the seat in front of her. A quick glance at her neighbours indicated her movements hadn’t disturbed them. She placed the notebook on the tray and opened it to the first bla
nk page. In the upper right corner, she jotted the date in small digits. To fill up the big space above the lines, she wrote Diary of a Free Woman, and underneath she penned, Journal Entry One.
Smiling, she continued to write the events of her day. If she was lucky, maybe she’d fill the notebook with more exciting adventures.
Chapter Six
Days Later
3105496527: I’ll be down in a few minutes, after I clean up.
Gwen sat on a stool at the bar of Phillip’s hotel with a glass of white wine in front of her. The screen of her phone had illuminated when his message arrived. Her spirit had come to life too and she smiled. With her heart beating faster, she took a sip to try to calm her excitement. Her insides were warming and her pants were already getting wet. Damn, she couldn’t wait to be with him. She returned the drink to the counter, then lifted her cell.
I’m eyeing all the man candy. There’s quite a selection tonight. Perhaps I’ll find a new lollipop to suck on.
She hit the ‘send message’ with a wide grin on her face. Teasing him was so much fun.
Gwen placed her phone on the counter and inhaled a deep breath. The last several days had been some of the best in her life. While Phillip attended his meetings, she explored London on her own and had a good time visiting various museums and taking in different sights. But when he was with her, he took the meaning of fun to the next level. Kissing and making out on the London Eye had been exhilarating. Sadly, there hadn’t been enough time for sex on the spinning Ferris wheel. Perhaps it was for the best. She didn’t want to be caught with her panties down and legs wrapped around a billionaire. The public show would embarrass her for life.
Her phone vibrated, catching her attention. The screen displayed a text from Phillip.
3105496527: Eager to suck on something? I have just what you need. I have a hard lollipop ready for your moist lips.
Sounds delicious. I’m a sucker for hard candy.
