Crash Into Me (The Wicked Wingmen Series Book 1)

by DD Sparxx

  The angle changed again and her full breast came onto the screen with her tight nipple cresting in the middle of it. I could see her hand approaching it and her fingers slowly brush over the hardened peak, I could see the wetness from her pussy as it made her nipple glisten. Then she was pinching and tugging at her nipple. I could hear her gasping and moaning the whole time.

  “You like that, don’t you?” I asked, already knowing the answer. I continued stroking my cock, the feed on my end never leaving my cock and my hand. If I wanted a show the least I could do was give her one as well. “Now I want you to slide your phone back down to your pussy. By now I know it’s soaking wet. I’m sure it’s swollen and bright pink for me. I want to see it. Spread those legs, then take your free hand and spread your lips open for me. I want to see that tight little hole that I fucked so well last night and this morning.” This girl was unparalleled at taking orders, and thankfully she was not ashamed to show any part of her beautiful body.

  I watched as the camera started its journey down the flat planes of her stomach to that hairless heaven that existed between her thighs. I could hear how uneven her breathing was, a telltale sign of how turned on she was. Her legs spread open. From this angle, I could see her wetness trailing from her pussy to one of her thighs and her clit poking out. Her free hand slid over her swollen lips and the angle changed once again on the camera and I could see her pussy from a completely different angle. Almost as if I was there looking at it straight on. Her fingers reached down and dipped into her wetness, dragging them over her lips again, then she took her pointer and middle finger and spread everything wide open for me to see. She was so wet and so dark pink.

  “Prop your camera up on something so I can watch you fuck yourself and play with your pussy with both hands.” I could see some blurry movements then the camera settled once again right between her thighs. “You have a gorgeous cunt. I want you to use both hands to spread it open for me. I want you to open that tight little hole and stroke it, then I want to watch you finger yourself like you did on that video you sent me earlier today, but I don’t want you to cum yet, understood?”

  “Yes,” she whispered again. I watched once again as her hands touched her pussy; both hands spreading it open even more this time. I watched as her fingers made their way to that tight hole, stroking it on the outside just like I had asked, then she started to slide inside. First one, then two, as she started to finger herself harder.

  “Do you want to cum, Kaya?”

  “Yes,” she sighed.

  “Grab that dildo that you had earlier. I want to see you fuck yourself with it.” One of her hands left her pussy while the other continued to hold it spread open for me. Then I saw the tip of the dildo come into the frame. “That’s right, slide it all around that tight hole and get it all nice and slippery.” My cock was straining for release by now, but I wanted to watch her cum first. “Now slide it inside your pussy, I want to see you fuck yourself with it. Stroke your clit with your free hand, and tell me when you’re about to cum for me.”

  She did as she was told, following every one of my orders to the letter. I watched mesmerized as she fucked herself and her fingers flew over her clit in fast tight circles. Her breathing grew even shallower and faster and I knew she was there.

  “Oh fuck, Jax, I’m about to cum, it feels so fucking good!!” she moaned.

  That was all the go ahead I needed on my end as well. I stroked faster chasing my own orgasm, “Me too, Kaya! Ugh…” I groaned back at her as cum sprayed out of the tip of my cock and all over my hand and abs.

  As I was coming back down out of my cloud of ecstasy I could hear her giggling, then the video was moving back up her body to her face. “I’ve never met anyone like you and I have never had phone sex that hot before. You are one in a million, Jax. I like that you’re not afraid to ask for exactly what you want. It makes me horny as hell to hear those dirty words come out of your mouth and follow your demands. Thanks for making me cum so hard.”

  “You, my dear, are insanely good at following directions. Thanks for making me cum so hard!”

  “Thanks for requesting the video chat,” she smiled.

  “Thanks for agreeing to it,” I countered back. “As much as I hate to end this though I do need to get some rest. I have another long day of flying ahead of me tomorrow.”

  “I understand. I’ll be in touch. Good night,” she sighed.

  “G’night,” I replied hitting the end button. I reached for the hand towel I had brought to the bed earlier, wiped myself off, leaned over, turned off the light and passed out.

  10

  Ford

  I was wrecked when we got back to the hotel, so I quickly stripped down and headed off to bed. I pulled back the sheets and climbed inside.

  As soon as I reached for the light, I was out.

  “I’m so glad you’re finally home,” she rolled over and smiled at me sleepily. “I feel like it’s been years since I’ve been able to spend any time with you.”

  “I know, princess. I’m sorry I’ve been so busy lately. You know how it is when I’m on the road. I wish you were able to come with me everywhere I go.”

  “Me too. I hate when you’re gone, I miss you so much.”

  I reached over, pulled her little body close to mine, spooning behind her. I was always amazed by how perfectly we fit together considering our size difference. I kissed her shoulder and then her neck, knowing how much she loved it, and heard her soft sigh. Even though it had been a while since we’d been together, we were both exhausted and all I really wanted to do tonight was hold her in my arms.

  I breathed in the coconut scent of her shampoo and held her tight.

  “I always sleep so much better in your arms,” she whispered, snuggling in as close as she could get.

  The next thing I heard was her deep, rhythmic breathing signaling she was already sound asleep again.

  The sound of the alarm woke me up and I reached over to silence it, I didn’t want to wake up Ella. I reached over to cuddle in for a few more minutes and reality set in. I was alone with my pillows. Ella was not here. She was never here. The dream was so real. It was almost painful when I had those dreams to be woken up by the brutal reality that she really was gone.

  I decided a trip to the gym was in order. Time to work away the frustration. I hopped on the treadmill, turning it up to a nine immediately. The memories of that day took hold of me.

  She was sweet, funny, and beautiful. It didn’t hurt that she had an amazing body, and together our chemistry was off the charts. I also can’t forget how she was tough as nails. She had a short Italian temper, but that feistiness of hers had always made her that much hotter to me.

  We were so good together; at least I thought we were. We had dated for a little more than five years. We had met sophomore year at ASU and dated all through the rest of college and after.

  Post college we moved in together; it seemed like the most natural thing in the world. I wanted her in my life every moment of every day. When I was hired full-time at the Air National Guard, she told me how proud she was of me and how happy she was that I would be doing something I loved.

  She worked in sales at a large department store. I knew it wasn’t her dream job but whenever we talked about it she just said she didn’t know what that would even be. She used to joke that even with her BA, she still didn’t know what she wanted to be when she grew up. She was amazing with people though and a great salesperson, people always joked that she could sell ice to Eskimos. I had joined the military before college and had my college pretty much paid for. I knew she was worried because she had student loans to still pay back, but my working helped pay a lot of our other bills and we always managed to make ends meet.

  I was in and out of town a lot, but I trusted that what we had was strong enough that we could make it work. We talked about the future, getting married and having a family someday, all the time. I’m not sure when things changed, but before I left for one of my lo
nger deployments she was begging me to stay. I assured her that I would be home before she knew it. This wasn’t our first rodeo; I knew everything would all be ok. She apparently had felt differently. I still remember coming home and finding the house half empty. Then I found the note on my pillow…

  “Dear Ashford,

  I can’t imagine what you must be thinking or feeling right now and I’m sorry to do this in this way, but I know if I see your handsome face my resolve will waver and I won’t be able to go through with this. I am so proud of you for finding something that you love to do and for following your dreams. I would never want to do anything to take that away from you. I know I haven’t been easy to please lately, but I need you to know that it’s not your fault. I guess maybe I’m a little jealous of the fact that you have found what you want to do with your life and I am still searching. You’ve been a huge part of my life for so long now that when you’re gone it’s hard for me to remember who I am, or even was, before you became my world. I was so young when we first started out; maybe I never really got to see who I would become. I know I haven’t been happy as of late, as I’m sure you could tell. I feel like I won’t be able to give you everything you deserve to have in this life. So, for that reason, I’m leaving to go and find myself. I’m not sure where I’m headed exactly. Please don’t try to find me. I need to do this for both of us. I want you to know I’m not doing this to hurt you. You’re my very best friend and you mean the world to me. I feel like I am nothing but a big disappointment to you. If I stay, I am only going to drag you down to where I am and I don’t ever want to do that to you. Please know this decision is the hardest one I have ever had to make in my entire 25 years of existence. I hope and pray that someday down the road you can forgive me and if we pass each other on the street we can say hi like old friends. I want only the best for you, because that’s what you deserve. I want you to always remember that. I wish you all the happiness in the world!

  All my love, always,

  Ella”

  I had already bought the ring I was going to use to propose when I found the letter. I immediately crumpled it up, then flattened it out again to save it. It was all I had left of her. I had been gone for five weeks this trip. I knew I had been in and out of the country a lot lately, but I was trying to build enough flight hours to get hired with a commercial airline. I was beside myself, trying to figure out when she had left and where she had gone. She asked me not to look for her, but how could I not?

  I called her cell phone, but it had been disconnected. I emailed her, but it bounced back. I tried to reach out to her parents and her sister, but no one would give me a clue as to how to find her. They all told me how sorry they were. I didn’t want or need their pity. Aside from my work, she was my world. I didn’t know how I was going to go on without her. I understood her need to find herself, but why couldn’t she do it with me by her side? I was hurt and angry, but more than that I was heartbroken. The pain was brutal. It felt like someone had reached in and ripped my heart right out of my chest or cut off one of my limbs. I had never imagined what my life would be like without her in it, and now I had no choice but to face that reality.

  I remember calling Jax. Lucky for me he was in town and I asked him to come over. I was literally in tears when he got to my apartment. He saw the half empty space and the tears on my face that I did nothing to try to hide.

  “What happened?” he looked around in shock, taking everything in. He had been friends with Ella too.

  “I don’t know. I just got back in town and all I could find of her was this letter.” I stared down at the letter I was still holding in my hand. “Something about needing to find herself and figure out what she wants to do with her life. Her folks won’t tell me anything. Lucy is another dead end. Her cell has been changed and the email I sent came back as undeliverable. She doesn’t want me to try to find her. How can I do that?”

  “I don’t know. You can’t, not if you want a future with her. Did you guys have an argument or something?” he grabbed a kitchen chair and sat across from me.

  “No. I mean I knew she hadn’t been happy that I was gone so much. I thought she understood I was doing it for our future, but I never realized she was this unhappy. I never thought there would come a day when she would not be a part of my life. How am I supposed to do this? Everything I have done since I met her has been so we’d have a great future together.” I thought about the ring hidden in the back of my closet. “For God sake, I was going to ask her to marry me,” I blurted out.

  “Wow, I don’t know what to say; I know I’m certainly no relationship expert or anything. Have you ever heard that old saying, something about setting someone free and if they come back it was meant to be? Maybe that’s what you need to do. I don’t think it’ll be easy, but I think maybe it’s what you need to do,” he shrugged, cocking his head to the side.

  “I don’t want to give her up.” I closed my eyes.

  “I know you don’t.”

  We sat in silence for a while.

  “I don’t know, maybe you’re right. Since her family won’t help, I don’t even have a way to find her. This is the shittiest thing that has ever happened to me. I’m talking literal, physical pain. I’ll never give up hope that someday…” my words trailed off.

  My breathing was heavy and I was drenched in sweat. I had been running full out for almost an hour lost in my memories. I didn’t even notice that Jax had hopped on the machine next to me.

  “You ready to move on to the weights?” he gestured to the free weights on the other side of the hotel gym.

  I nodded, caught up in my thoughts still.

  To this day, I’m not sure what really happened or why she ran, but I hope she found whatever it was she was looking for. I’d heard through the grapevine that she had gone into real estate and was still living in Phoenix. It was a big city so I knew it was possible. Even though technology had advanced so much over the years, I had forced myself not to Google her or try to find her on social media. To be honest it was more out of self-preservation than anything else. I didn’t know if I could handle whatever information I might find.

  We finished up in the gym in silence and headed back to our rooms. I was grateful that he didn’t ask what was bothering me. He knew me well enough to know what it was without asking.

  I got ready and for my last three legs of travel before my six-day break, and met Jax downstairs just in time for the shuttle to take us to the airport. I was ready for this trip to be over.

  11

  Ella

  I’d had a great time in San Diego, but I was ready to get home.

  As I waited at the airport to board my flight I caught myself looking around. I was always a people watcher by nature, but whenever I was in an airport I always found myself looking for Ford. Rumor had it that he was a pilot for Easy Rider Airlines. The very same airline I always flew for that very reason. I hadn’t ever been on a flight with him, that I knew of, but just flying the same airline that he worked for made me feel closer to him.

  I had a lot of regrets about the past. Things I could never go back and change. But leaving him the way I did, that was my biggest regret of all. I knew I could’ve reached out to him, but I didn’t want to disrupt his life. Plus, I was stubborn and proud. I hated admitting when I was wrong. But I always wondered how his life had turned out. Had he ever met anyone? Got married? Had kids? My gut clenched at the thought of him possibly having children with another woman. Not that I could remotely blame him for moving on with his life. I wasn’t delusional. Seven years had passed. It’s not like I expected him to be waiting for me after all this time.

  Besides, it’s not like I hadn’t dated around myself. Maybe that’s what this was about. At 32, I still hadn’t found someone to really share my life with. I spent a lot of time focused on my career. It was my top priority. Aside from my experience with Adam, dating had kind of gotten pushed to the side. It was safer that way.

  They announced that boarding
had started so I boarded my flight and found my seat. I sent a quick text to Sadie, my best friend, to make sure she was still going to pick me up at the airport and got the response of, “Yep, see ya soon,” right before the flight attendants announced all cell phones needed to be off or in airplane mode.

  I was sitting in an aisle seat close to the front of the plane. I preferred the aisle in front on short flights because I always liked to be one of the first off once the plane had landed. I only ever brought a carryon, so as soon as I left the plane I could head straight out of the airport. I situated myself as the flight attendants made their announcements about how to buckle the seatbelts, where your life vest was and all the other emergency procedures. As they were listing the flight crew my motions froze and I felt my heart skip a beat. Did they just say Captain Jax and First Officer Ashford? No! What were the odds that both Ford and Jax were literally flying this flight?

  Did I want to see him? Would he see me? What would we say if we did see each other? I could feel the adrenaline spike through my bloodstream, my heart rate increased along with my breathing and butterflies were slamming against the inside of my ribcage trying to escape. It had been seven years, how could just the thought of possibly seeing him do this to my system?

  I felt like I wanted to vomit. It was a short flight so I probably wouldn’t see either of them, I reminded myself. I wasn’t sure if what I was feeling was disappointment or relief, or possibly a little of both. I mean, I knew this was always a possibility. Isn’t that why I chose to fly with this airline? I always felt like if we were supposed to see each other again it would happen naturally. I had no way of knowing when I booked this flight who would be piloting the plane. Although if I was being honest with myself I could hear a little voice say, every time you fly with this airline you always hope it’ll happen. I sighed letting my inner dialogue battle it out. Time to distract myself with a good book. I pulled out my book and started to read.