“Good. Hungry?”
“Always!”
“Okay, but you can’t eat too much, your grandmother will kill me.”
The mention of my family makes my heart squeeze and I clap my hands together.
“I can’t believe I get to see them today.”
“When’s the last time you saw them?”
“About a year and a half ago. It was during one of Gabriel’s good periods. He was even working as an office messenger, so we paid for them to come visit and take in a show. It was great.” I smile at the memory.
“And you haven’t seen them since then?”
“Not unless you count their tiny faces on facetime, no.” I stare out the window, at clouds floating by, without a care. “How did you do this?”
“Don’t ask. Just enjoy.”
“Fine. Now, you were saying something about a snack?”
He laughs and presses the button. The flight attendant comes out, holding a tray.
“Mr. Ashley, Ms. Sinclair, how has the flight been so far?”
“Wonderful, thank you. What’ve you got there? It smells great.” I crane my neck to see what her tray holds.
“Just a selection of light snacks. Mr. Ashley said you had a big lunch planned,” she replies, placing the tray on the table in front of me.
Family, food, a private plane charter, and Kaine.
Best birthday ever.
***
Two finger sandwiches and a gin martini later, I dab at my mouth with a napkin, rubbing my happy stomach.
“How long is the flight?” I ask Kaine.
“Not much longer, about 30 minutes, I’d say.” He looks up from his phone. I can’t imagine what he had to do to just take off, while his company is so busy preparing for their launch.
“So…” I start, an idea already brewing in my mind. I get up from my chair and perch on the arm of his.
“So…?”
I lean over and kiss him on the neck. There’s an instant growling in his throat.
“Careful. You’ve been torturing me enough as it is with that dress you’re wearing. I’m about a single sideways glance away from ravaging you.”
I grin and ignore him, nibbling gently at his jaw, my hand reaching between his legs.
“Jade,” he growls again. “I mean it. I have no self-control when it comes to you.”
“Good. Because right now, I’m the one in control.”
I stand up and spin his chair to face the aisle running down the middle of the plane. Nudging his knees closer together, I wriggle my hips and reach under my dress to slide my panties down my legs. Dropping them onto my now empty chair, I pull the hem of my tight red dress up almost to my waist, then swing a leg over to straddle his lap. His hands come up to rest on my thighs, his eyes pinned on me, wondering what’s coming next.
I kiss him, hard and deep. Our mouths open almost as soon as they touch; his tongue is hot and wet in my mouth. He tastes sweet, fruity, like the jam on the muffin he just ate.
His hands come up, hot against my back, pushing me in closer as I grind down on his groin.
“I just want you to know, I’m really enjoying my birthday so far,” I whisper into his ear as I reach between us, fumbling with the zipper of his pants.
Pushing my hand away, he frees his cock. He’s already rock hard. I round the head of his cock with a fingertip wet from my mouth.
“Fuck,” he growls and the word catches in his throat.
It’s enough to spur me on and I raise myself up on my tip toes, edging closer to him. Positioning myself over his hardness, I brace my hand on his shoulders, drawing circles with my hips, teasing the tip of him with my rapidly throbbing sex.
“Jade. Let me inside you. I want to fuck you,” he moans as I lean in running my lips along his jawline.
“Soon.”
“No, now. I told you I have no self-control.”
‘But do you have control over me?”
He lifts his hips, trying to enter me, but I pull back, giggling softly.
“It would appear… not,” he growls, his eyes dark and dangerous.
“Then stop trying… and just enjoy,” I lean over and whisper into his ear.
I lower myself down on him again, the tip of his cock pressing against the rim of my pussy. I’m talking a big game, but all I want is to sink right down on his cock.
And it shows. He sees the flicker of need in my eyes, and he grins at me.
“So, you want a tease, do you?” he taunts me.
I bite my lip, feeling the power shift. I try to press down on him, needing to feel him fill me but it’s his turn to pull back.
“Sweet, sexy Jade. Did you really think you were going to get away with teasing me?”
“Kaine… please,” I whimper.
He wraps his arms around my waist and stands up, picking me up with him.
I wrap my legs around his waist and he supports them while he lowers me to the floor. As he pulls my legs off him, he spreads them wide apart.
Sliding down my body until he’s kneeling between my legs, he blows a stream of air over sex. I shiver as it cools and I feel my pussy contract.
I want him so much it hurts.
“Fuck me Kaine.”
“I will, baby, don’t you worry. But first, I want to hear you beg.”
There’s a finger light caress of the aching spot between my legs, but it’s enough for me to release a long, deep moan.
“Ahhh, Kaine. No, please.”
“No, the words are, ‘Please, Kaine, fuck me, I’m begging you.'”
I push down, hoping to make contact again with whatever it was that touched me. But there’s nothing. He’s moved.
I reach down and grip the fabric of his hoodie, my urgency growing, and he chuckles.
“Sweet, Jade, you are so sexy, do you know that?”
He lowers his mouth back down and this time, it’s a tongue that circles my clit, then pulls back.
“God, fuck!” I growl.
“Nope, still not the right words, baby.”
His tongue returns to my clit and this time he presses hard against it, grinding the pad of his tongue against me, pushing me closer and closer to climax.
I’ve never felt so alive in my life.
Then he’s gone again. I reach down, trying to reach for my clitoris, to give me the relief I need, but he gently pushes my hand away.
“Kaine. I need to… I want to… I want to come.”
“Oh, you will. But not until I’m ready.”