Yikes. She was spread wide open for him. It felt odd to be so exposed but delightfully wicked too. He obviously liked the view. And his sandy head buried between her thighs was definitely the most erotic thing she’d ever seen in her life. She fervently wished she could record this moment and replay it over and over again because she was quite certain she would never experience anything so incredibly erotic ever again.
Then he licked her and all coherent thought left her mind completely.
A strange keening sound escaped her lips as he lapped at her like a ravenous cat with a bowl of cream. He was relentless with his velvety tongue, constantly moving and altering the intensity and direction of his strokes along her folds. When she thought she couldn’t take another moment of this torture he parted her with his thumbs and penetrated her with the tip, sinking his tongue deep within her and then retreating, only to plunge deep again.
Her knuckles were white from clenching her fingers around the counter ledge but she held on. Everything in her demanded that she grab his head and grind herself against his incredible mouth, but she somehow managed to keep her hands off him.
Until he removed his tongue from her entrance and leisurely licked his way upwards, making approving “mmmm” sounds as he went. When he finally reached her engorged clit and began making lazy circles around that little bundle of nerves she had no choice but to uncurl her fingers from around the counter ledge and spear them into his silky hair to hold him in place.
She half-expected to be reprimanded for this act, but he was apparently enjoying what he was doing too much to be distracted by her disobedience. He was busy curling his tongue around her clit as he pushed one large blunt finger into her slick pussy. Slowly he began thrusting his finger in and then out in a gradually increasing tempo that was making her crazy with pleasure.
She didn`t have much room to maneuver but she somehow managed to move her hips in counterpoint to his perfect mouth. He added another finger, stretching her and she had to bite down on her lip to keep from crying out at how good it felt. She should have stiffened at the unfamiliar intrusion but it felt sublime to have his fingers pushing inside of her. She moved her hips faster, urging him to match her pace. Under her breath, she heard herself muttering, “Yes. Oh. Oh yes,” just as he sucked her clit into his mouth.
That’s all it took. Her entire body seemed to curl in on itself and then explode outward as a powerful climax washed over her. Her neck arched and her whole body went stiff as her internal muscles clenched around his thrusting fingers, drawing out the pleasure. Heat ignited between her legs and travelled at an alarming rate through her nerve endings to her breasts, the small of her back, even her feet didn’t escape the mind-blowing bliss.
Moments passed and neither of them moved as her body slowly began functioning normally again.
Her eyes were tightly closed but she felt him press a kiss on the inside of each thigh and then he was standing up between her legs. Her hands fell away from the back of his neck as he stood and he pressed them back into their familiar position against the bottom of the mirror.
“You thought I didn`t notice that you disobeyed me,” he whispered against her temple.
She was too languid in the aftermath of her orgasm to really pay attention, but she shook her head once in denial. “No. I thought you might stop but I couldn’t help it. I needed to touch you.”
“So you risked everything just to put your hands on me?” He seemed surprised by her admission.
She opened her eyes to look up at him. “I needed to feel you. To make sure you were real.” She shrugged helplessly. “This all feels like a dream. Things like this never happen to me.”
“Oh. I’m real.” He leaned down and pressed his forehead to hers. Their eyes were only an inch apart and Mona was delighted at the rampant desire she saw reflected there. He pressed his erection against the juncture of her thighs. “Do you feel that? How real does that feel to you?”
It felt exciting and scary and more than a little intimidating. How was her body going to react to having all that pushing inside her? Piercing her and slamming hard into her tight passage? Would she be able to pull off this whole experienced act? Would he stop if he knew this was her first time? Would he care? She had no idea but she knew she wanted him and really, not much else mattered. At least not right now. “It feels pretty real.”
“And right now I need to get inside you. Will you behave yourself and keep your hands to yourself?”
Her lips curled up in a mischievous smile. “I very much doubt it.”
He sighed and slid his thumb along her cheekbone in a delicate caress. “If we had time I would show you exactly how worthwhile it is to obey me.”
She deliberately raised her hand from the counter and traced her fingers over one of his massive shoulders. “But we don’t have time. All we have is a few more minutes and I want to touch you. That’s okay, isn’t it?”
“Yeah. But I wish we had more time. I would love to make you squirm and scream my name. Over and over again. For hours. Maybe days.” He gave her a look that was so full of promise that she felt a small quiver of heat re-ignite between her legs. How did he do that with just a look?
She placed her other hand on his ridged abdomen. “We have right now to enjoy each other. Isn’t that enough?”
He shook his head. “I thought it was but now I’m not so sure.” His brow furrowed with annoyance. “Why did you have to be so incredible? I don’t think I’m going to be able to walk away from you after this.”
Shock washed over her. Was he serious? He wanted more than a casual diversion? It didn’t seem possible. A part of her rejoiced at the thought but she quickly squashed that emotion. Getting involved with him was not possible, no matter how natural it felt to be with him.
She wished she didn’t have so much baggage but the reality was that she needed to meet an average, stable man her own age to share her life with and to be a warm, supportive father to her future children. She wanted a normal courtship where they gradually got to know each other before letting their relationship proceed to the next level. Anonymous sex on a plane was not a cute story to tell the grand-kids. Besides, she wasn’t sure how the next few minutes would proceed. What if sex with her was incredibly awkward due to her inexperience? What if there was blood and pain? How could she look him in the eye afterward and explain why she was a pathetic virgin at forty? The answer was simple: she couldn’t. This would have to end just as soon as they left this torturous little room.
“It’s not going to be easy for me either,” she said with soft certainty. “But we will walk away from each other and get on with our lives. Hopefully you’ll think of me the next time you fly somewhere. I hope you do. I’d really like that.”
He nodded. “Oh I’ll think of you alright. I don’t think I’ll be able to go near a plane without sporting wood from now on. You’ve given me a plane fetish.” He said with a boyish grin.
She giggled. “You do have a way with words, don’t you?”
“One of my many talents,” he said with a lecherous wiggle of his eyebrows. Then he raised her chin and kissed her softly and thoroughly.
She opened her mouth, savoring the tangy taste of herself on his full lips. He pressed his hips forward and rubbed his denim-covered erection between her legs, grinding his pelvis into her soft curves as if to imprint himself on her flesh.
Mona gasped as he leaned down and sucked one of her nipples deep into his mouth. He circled his hips from side to side, causing a deep tingling between her legs and in her breast. The twin sensations washed over her, making her feel both desperate and electrified. Surely he would take her soon? She couldn’t take much more of this but this man seemed intent on drawing out their pleasure to a ridiculous degree.
Reaching around him she palmed his firm, round buttocks in her small hands and squeezed, urging him on but also needing to explore that very fine butt she’d admired earlier. She could feel all of his muscles flexing as he rubbed against her.
“I. Am not. Going to give it to you. Unless. You ask. Do you. Understand?” He ground out, punctuating each sentence with a hard thrust.
Honestly, the way he was grinding against her was driving her towards another mind-blowing orgasm. But she came in here to lose her virginity, not to play some kind of Master and Servant domination game with him. She should have known he wouldn’t be content with just screwing her like any normal guy. He just had to challenge her every step of the way. She should have been annoyed at his imperious tone but instead found that his masterful attitude excited her.
She still hesitated at the idea of sounding like a fool.
She would say as little as possible. “Yes.”
“Yes, what?” He said, twisting his hips in a way that made her eyes roll up in her head in delight.
“Yes. I want it.”
“It? My finger? My tongue? What do you want? Be specific. And descriptive.”
She was a forty-year-old woman, not a nun. She could do this. “I want your cock. Your big, hard cock. Inside me. Now.” She glared at him when he didn’t move. “Please!”
“There. Was that so difficult?” He leaned down and kissed her roughly. She sighed in relief against his lips as she heard the unmistakable sound of his zipper going down. Finally. It was happening.
She was reaching down to help push his jeans down his lean hips when another sound intruded on her lust-fogged brain. It was an annoying, repetitive pinging. Did he bring his phone in here? No. It wasn’t coming from him. She looked up and saw that the “Please Return to Your Seat” light was flashing. That’s where the pinging sound was coming from. Damn it. She’d ignore it. Nothing short of a crash was going to stop her from losing her virginity right here and right now. A little turbulence would just add to the experience. Make it more exciting.
She began kissing him with renewed enthusiasm, hoping to distract him from noticing the warning light. Then the tapping began. Someone was knocking at the lavatory door. “Excuse me,” an annoyed female voice said through the flimsy door, “but you’ll have to return to your seats. We’re experiencing some unusual turbulence and it’s not safe for you to be in there.”
Mona and the man she’d hoped to deflower her just stared at each other as the pounding on the door became louder and more insistent. Mona gave her companion a panicked look and pointed at the door, trying to communicate that he should do or say something. Instead of responding, he just shot her an amused shrug and began very carefully tucking himself back into his jeans.
“Did you hear me? Is everything ok in there?” The flight attendant called, sounding like she was practically clawing at the door.
Mona angled her face to the side and made a few half-hearted coughing sounds into her fist. “Everything`s fine. My husband just has a slight case of food poisoning. We`ll be out in a minute,” she called through the door and then turned back to Sam. “There. That should buy us a few minutes. Let’s go.” She took the condom packet he’d just pulled out of his back pocket and clumsily tried to open it.
Sam crossed his arms and stared down at her in amazement.
She waved her hand impatiently at his lap. “Nevermind her. Let’s just get this over with. Ok?” She reached down and began tugging on his zipper.
He gently unclenched her hands from his jeans and pressed them against his chest. “Ummm…as much as I’d like to ‘get this over with’ I think we’d better get back to our seats before she breaks through the door.”
She ducked her head in embarrassment. “I`m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that. I just really wanted to do this.”
He chuckled and gave her hands a gentle squeeze. “I get that. I really wanted to be with you too. But this doesn’t have to be the end. We can get together on the island. You can come to the wedding. Or better yet. Trash your reservation and spend the entire weekend with me. We’ll walk on the beach, and order drinks served in a coconut shell. Then we’ll go back to my cabana and finish this properly. Without Flight Attendant Barbie pounding on the door. What do you say? Care to join the Hawaiian Skinny-dipping Club instead of the Mile-High Club?”
Mona stared at him in disbelief. He was just so tempting, but what could she say? She couldn’t spend the weekend with this very young and inappropriate man. She was growing attached to him already. What would happen if she spent three days with him? She’d fall for him and he’d discover that she had absolutely no experience in bed whatsoever and be disgusted. Or worse, he’d pity her. No, she couldn’t stand that. She’d nearly given away her embarrassing virgin status several times in the past hour. A weekend was out of the question. No matter how much she wanted to spend more time with him.
She couldn’t look at him so she shifted her gaze downward instead. Good Lord, her skirt was still pushed up to her hips. She began rolling it back down as a distraction. “I can’t. I’m sorry.”
His confident smile actually seemed to falter. “Ok then. I’ll come to you. Where are you staying?”
She nearly choked at the thought of him showing up at her hotel and meeting her gigolo. “Oh no. You can’t come there.” She sounded horrified even to her own ears.
He looked at her suspiciously. “Why not?”
She began wiggling in earnest to get her skirt into place. “It’s just not a good idea.”
“Are you kidding me? It’s the best idea ever. Aren’t you curious to see how good it could be between us? Because I gotta tell you, I am wild to finish this.”
“You don’t have to say that.”
“Exactly. I don’t have to. I’m saying it because I’m totally into you. Can’t you tell?”
She rolled her eyes. “Then why did it take you so long to get down to it? What was all that damn foreplay about? We could have joined the Mile-high Club ten times by now, except you kept hesitating. Obviously, you weren’t that into me.”
He ran his hands through his hair in frustration. “Let me get this straight. You think the fact that I took my time meant I wasn’t into you? That’s just nuts.”
“Fine. I’m nuts.” She pushed on his chest and gracelessly jumped down from the counter. “Then it shouldn’t bother you to let me go.” She tried to push around him but he grabbed her by both arms.
“It does bother me. A lot. Don’t you see? I didn’t want to disappoint you. That’s why I dragged it out. Typically guys don’t go down on women when they’re trying to hit it and quit it.”
She blushed. “Or maybe it was some kind of stalling tactic.”
“What? Why would I want to stall? Believe me. My dick and I were seriously considering just bending you over the sink and fucking you silly the second we got in here.”
“See? That’s what I mean. Why didn’t you do exactly that? You must have known we’d be interrupted, so you did everything you could to avoid having sex with me.”
“Well, fuck me, but I thought you’d appreciate the multiple orgasms. Obviously I was wrong.”
“Obviously you were.”
They glared at each other for one long moment and then he chuckled and rubbed her arms soothingly with his big warm hands. “Mona. This is ridiculous. I know you have no reason to trust me, but I swear to you, I wasn’t stalling or hesitating because of a lack of desire. Nothing could be further from the truth. Let’s get together on the island and I’ll demonstrate exactly how much I want you. I’ll even agree to no foreplay if that’s the way you want it. Though that’s probably the first time I’ve ever heard of a woman complaining about too much pre-game show.”
Mona gave him a weary smile. “I’m so sorry. But I really can’t.”
“Because I didn’t take you like a caveman?” He asked with a crooked smile.
She shook her head. “No, that has nothing to do with it.”
“Then why? Just tell me before they throw some tear gas in here.”
She sighed. “Because I’m meeting someone there.”
His hands dropped from her shoulders and he took a step back. “I thought you said you were sing
le.”
“I am.”
“But you’re meeting some guy there? Let me get this straight: you’re spending a weekend in paradise with someone you’re not romantically involved with? That doesn’t make any sense.”
“It’s hard to explain.”
“I’m getting that.” He gave her a hard, assessing look. “So then this is it? We part ways, here and now. And never see each other again? You go off to some nameless resort and spend the weekend with some dickless wonder and I’ll go to my cousin’s wedding, drink myself stupid and probably bang a bridesmaid to make myself feel better. Does that sound like a more attractive option than spending the weekend together, screwing like bunnies and laughing like hyenas??”
Mona smoothed her blouse down her stomach and looked down at the floor. “I’m sorry, but this is the way it has to be. If it’s any consolation to you, I wish I’d met you under different circumstances. Almost joining the Mile-high Club with you was the highlight of my sex life. Truly. You have no idea how much this all meant to me.”
His annoyance seemed to fade by several degrees. “Well, that makes me want to finish this even more. Are you sure there isn’t some way we can get together again?”
She couldn’t answer him. If she did, she would surely start to cry in frustration at having to deny him. So she shook her head and awkwardly handed him his shirt.
He snatched the scrap of white cotton from her hand and tugged it on. When his head popped out of the neck hole he was still glaring at her. “Fine. You have fun with your mystery man. I hope he gives you whatever the hell you’re looking for. I mean that. See you around, Mona.” His last words hung in the air as she watched him slam out of the lavatory.
She leaned back against the closed door and shut her eyes, trying to figure out exactly how she’d managed to end up alone in this bathroom, and still a freaking virgin.
Chapter Five
Mona’s shiny black pumps dangled from one hand and her purse from the other as she slowly walked barefoot and silent along the path to her beachside bungalow. She tried to concentrate on how wonderful the sand felt sifting between her toes or even the way the salt air felt on her skin but her mind refused to be distracted by these pleasant details. Instead her determined brain seemed to want to obsessively dissect Sam’s expression as he’d exited the plane once they reached the Maui airport.
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