He managed to lay them both back against the pillows side by side and kissed his way down their bodies, listening to their happy gasps and sighs.
Tina and Lucy were always there for him when his emotions threatened to overwhelm him. He was going to reward them for their caring devotion tonight.
Many, many times.
Late Friday afternoon, Hannah stood on the tarmac staring at the sleek black jet with her mouth open. Ben smiled at her awe and moved to head off her first question.
“No, I didn’t buy a jet.”
Hannah broke her gaze from the plane to face him. “But it says Sky Shepherd on its side! And… that’s you on the tail!”
Ben sighed with a smile. “Apparently, I have a branding company. Something Gabriella set up and Dennis Thomasson, the fellow who owns this jet service, took full advantage of it.
“It’s beautiful!” Hannah sighed.
“I think you’ll find the inside to your liking as well,” he suggested, and she grinned at him as she excitedly made her way up the stairs. Ben carried their bags inside and stowed them. The pilot came out to shake his hand.
“Good evening. Mr. Shepherd. I’m Roger, and I’ll be your pilot tonight. John is your copilot.” He gestured behind himself. He looked beyond Ben and spotted Hannah. “Will our third passenger be arriving shortly?”
“Call me Ben. Sorry, I forgot to update you earlier. The Sergeant had to make a stop in Washington earlier so she went on ahead and will be meeting us in New York, so it’s just the two of us tonight.”
“Very good. If you could take your seats, we’ll be leaving shortly.” With a friendly nod, the pilot stepped back inside the cockpit and closed the door.
Ben walked back into the cabin to see Hannah stretched out on one of the plush seats. She’d kicked off her shoes.
“Oh, this is decadent!” Hannah purred.
Ben leaned over Hannah and brushed his lips across hers as she trembled. He took her breath away.
There was a click sound, and Hannah’s eyes widened as she realized Ben had buckled her seatbelt as he distracted her with his kiss.
He pulled back with a smug smile on his face and sat in the chair facing her, fastening his seatbelt and removing his shoes.
Hannah brought her seat back to the upright position and smirked at him. “Clever boy,” she chided. She glanced at the corridor leading to the cockpit. They couldn’t see the door from their current position. “These reclining seats give me ideas.”
“Wouldn’t you prefer a bed?” Ben said lightly, and she froze as she looked at him. He nodded, and she spun in her seat to look back at the door behind them.
“I- I thought that was just a bathroom!” she gasped.
“Well there is a bathroom in there, too,” he replied.
Hannah’s grin widened wickedly, and suddenly Ben was taken back to a night in a romantic little cabin in Saint Pierre d’Albigny. Hannah had surprised him with her rather aggressive appetite that night. He felt himself swelling as he recalled her enthusiasm.
Once the flight was underway and the seatbelt light was switched off, Hannah climbed from her seat to investigate what was behind that door. Ben took off his seat belt and smiled when he heard Hannah’s sexy chuckle.
“This is perfect!” she purred as she turned to face him. He closed the door behind him then reached up to release her hair from the bun she kept it in at work. Once more she sighed at the sensual pleasure of his fingers running through her hair. Tingles rushed down her spine; then she was crushed against Ben’s hard muscles as she thrust her tongue into his mouth.
Ben was once again caught by surprise by the strength of Hannah’s passion, but he quickly gave himself over to it and sucked on her active tongue. She moaned at the pure sexiness of that and slid her hands down to his ass.
He struggled not to smile as her hands gripped and kneaded the hard muscles of his ass cheeks. Hannah was a little obsessed with his glutes, and he was ok with that if it made her happy. He’d discovered in France that this calm, cool, and collected executive was a wild tigress in bed. She had particular desires, and she got what she wanted. He reflected that drive was what probably made her a success in business too.
Hannah pulled Ben closer to the bed then turned his back to it and pushed. Hard.
After he stopped bouncing, he smiled at her in surprise as he began to unbutton his shirt and undo his pants. Hannah tugged his socks off then pulled his pants down with a grin on her lips and heat in her eyes. He was seriously tenting his boxers. He managed to pull his shirt up and off as she slipped off his underwear and he was naked before her.
She stopped to admire the view as something about Ben being completely naked before her, while she was still dressed, sent an intense thrill through her as she’d never experienced before. Keeping her eyes on his body, she reached under her skirt and slipped off her pantyhose and panties. She stepped out of them and smiled down at him. He was looking up at her with a small smile on his lips and curiosity in his eyes.
“You’re not taking anything else off?” he asked with a raised eyebrow.
She shook her head with a wicked little grin as she climbed onto the bed. She knee-walked up the bed, straddling his body. She admired the view of his hard cock resting back against his stomach. When she was close enough, she reached out to gently slide her fingertips from its base to the head enjoying the heat and how smooth the tight skin felt.
“Mmmm! You’re so hard for me!” she purred.
Ben’s eyes watched her hungrily, and she trembled with her need for him. “I need you,” he said, his voice a deep rumble.
Hannah’s body flushed with heat, and she felt that tingle between her legs demanding some attention. She almost giggled aloud as what she wanted next popped into her mind, surprising her. She knee walked further up his body, pausing only momentarily to rub her wet lips up the underside of his cock. She gasped at the heat and firmness then she continued upwards, and Ben’s eyes lit up as he guessed what she wanted.
She squeaked when his big hands slid up the back of her legs to cup her ass and lift her the remaining distance.
“BEN!” she gasped in shock as he gently lowered her over his face. She tugged the front of her skirt up so she could see his eyes as he looked up into hers. The moment his mouth kissed her pussy lightning shot through her body. She jolted and lost her grip on her skirt which fell back to cover his head.
As the blissful sensations coursed through her body, she dropped her eyes to see Ben completely hidden under her clothes. She felt so decadently sexy, having this gorgeous naked man give her such pleasure like she was a queen.
“AHHH! FUCK!” she gasped aloud as he gently sucked on her clit. She pulled her skirt up to see the smile in Ben’s eyes as he drove her mad with his talented mouth and tongue.
She needed him inside her now. She began to move and found herself lifted once more. Ben’s face came back into view as she glided down his chest. His strong hands on her ass felt so good! She smiled down at him as he was able to read her intentions so well.
Best of all, he enjoyed her need to be on top. The position felt best for her as she could control the speed and pressure applied to bring herself to a truly mind-shattering release. Her husband Andrew hadn’t been supportive at all. It made him uncomfortable to be under her, and he’d actually complained that he felt used and less of a man when she did it. She’d begun to wonder if she’d been doing something wrong to him.
The first time she’d had sex with Ben, in that gorgeous chalet in France, she’d been hesitant to show any assertiveness, but Ben refused to let her be less than honest about her needs.
He showed no discomfort with her taking the top position.
He didn’t complain about feeling used or emasculated.
Ben had just smiled up at her with love in his eyes as he helped her find her bliss!
That night, Hannah shed all of the guilt and anxiety she’d held inside, and thoroughly enjoyed herself. Many times. Ben chuckled about feeling worn out the next morning but he kissed her and held her in his arms, and she felt… free!
As Ben slid her down his hard stomach, she gasped when the thick head of his cock suddenly pressed against her clit.
“OH FUCK! Wait!” she gushed as tingles flashed through her. She reached behind herself, and lifted his cock to position it just so, before pressing back against it. Her pussy resisted the invasion at first, but it couldn’t deny him for long. The hot head slipped inside, and she threw her head back with another gasp. He felt so good!
Working her hips back on his, she eased herself down the length of his cock, forcing it deeper and deeper until it would go no further. He pulled her down on his chest and kissed her until she thought she might faint from the sensations filling her mind. He was such a physical person. From his heat stroking in and out of her, his arms wrapped around her squeezing her breasts against his powerful chest, and his lips and tongue worshipping hers, it was overload. Plus his motions were dragging her clit against his pelvis, each stroke bringing her higher and higher. His hands moved down to squeeze her ass, and it was suddenly too much.
They were 30, 000 feet in the air, traveling faster than most commercial airlines flew, and having glorious sex in a decadently soft bed. Hannah’s mind was blown, and her orgasm exploded through her as she felt Ben’s heat surge into her.
“oh, ben! Oh god ben! I love you!” she gushed out quietly against his neck.
“I love you too, Hannah!” he whispered back.
He didn’t stop stroking in and out, but he did slow the pace as he knew Hannah preferred to descend from Heaven slowly.
Finally, she patted his chest, and he arched his back to draw himself out.
“ahhhhh…” she sighed and snuggled against his chest, enjoying the tender moment of feeling petite by comparison to him. She wasn’t particularly tall, but she wasn’t slim like Trish or Catherine. These moments were special for her. She’d never cuddled with Andrew like this.