Her body trembled and her mind raced with bliss. His words pierced her more deeply than his body ever could, and she felt her heart skip a beat. “I do too, Malcolm,” she moaned. “I’m an idiot for wanting this, but I do. I want you. I need you.” She fell onto his thick cock, over and over, keeping her eyes on the monitors as best she could in the middle of her bliss. Everything was heightened, each vein and unique mark of Malcolm’s member massaged Victoria perfectly. Pleasure was mixing with pain as his mushroom head pressed up against her cervix, but this only added to her ecstasy.
Their groans filled the cabin, drowning out all other sounds. Growling, Malcolm stood up with Victoria still bouncing on his cock like a madwoman. He grabbed her ass, lifting her up and down his shaft with little effort. She felt secure in his grip and rode him even harder, throwing her head back to see another monitor showing her exposed breasts swaying with each thrust. Her pussy pulsed around his cock as her orgasm began to rip through her.
“Victoria!” Malcolm cried as his cock swelled inside her.
“Oh god, Malcolm. I’m so close,” she gasped out.
“Come for me, Victoria. Watch yourself come all over my cock,” he ordered as he lifted her higher, the tip of his cock almost sliding out of her before he slammed himself back inside of her to the hilt.
Her climax ripped through her body like a wildfire, burning away all doubt and coherent thought from her mind. She clung to Malcolm as he held her steady as she pulsed rapidly around his shaft. “Malcolm,” she whispered. “What about you?” she asked, feeling that he hadn’t had his release yet.
“I told you. I’m going to bend you over the seat,” Malcolm said with a sly grin. “Assuming you can still take my godly thrusts.”
“Buddy, I can take anything you give me,” she said, a faint smile resting on her lips. “So come on, then. Are you going to make a girl wait all day?” she asked with a slight arch to her brow.
Malcolm lifted her off his cock easily and quickly spun her around. “I was going to give you a moment to rest, but if you’re so eager,” he said as he slid his cock into her sopping folds.
She could feel her own juices dripping down her legs before he plugged up her pussy with his magnificent cock. It had been so swift that she hardly realized that he had her in position. “Oh! God!” she screamed as he began to pound her. Still sensitive from her orgasm, the pleasure was almost painful. Her muscles convulsed uncontrollably and her vision became blurry. “Don’t stop,” she cried out.
He thrust harder and deeper into her depths. Grunting and moaning with each stroke of his cock. “I’m going to come in your pretty little pussy, Victoria.”
“Promise?” she said, grinning as she turned her head over her shoulder to see him thrusting. Her eyes adjusted to the pleasure, and she could see herself in the monitors even better at this angle. “Come on, champ. Fill me up.”
He took one last mighty thrust before his cock erupted like a geyser. His seed filled Victoria to the very brim, leaking out of her pussy, around his balls and down her legs. “You’re incredible, my treasure,” he said between gasping breaths.
“I know,” she agreed quickly, an impish smile forming on her face. She relished the aftermath of their sex, the feeling of his cum dripping down her body made her feel deliciously naughty. “You’re not so bad yourself.” “Cute,” Malcolm said, spanking her bottom.
“Mm,” Victoria moaned. “Am I being a naughty girl?” she asked innocently.
“Very,” he said as he spanked her again. “Maybe I should correct that?” he asked with a lift of his brow, giving her another spank.
She felt her ass grow warm where he was slapping her and moaned at the contact. Normally she would never allow for that, but it was fun and it turned her on. “Well, you’ve only made me orgasm once, and I haven’t passed out yet. Don’t tell me not being with me for a week dulled your abilities,” she continued to tease.
Malcolm smacked her ass again, harder this time. “I think you need a reminder.”
Moaning again, she could feel his cock beginning to swell inside of her again. “Yes, your majesty. Would you be so kind as to give me one?” she asked as she wiggled her ass back into his hips.
“Of course,” he said as he pulled out of her. He knelt down in front of her ass and began to lick at her sloppy pussy.
“Oh my,” she gasped as she felt his tongue flick across her clit. “Cleaning me out first?”
“Yes. You’re a very dirty girl, but you taste so good,” he said as he went back to lapping between her thighs.
“Only because you made me dirty, champ,” she reminded him between moans. His tongue was masterfully licking at her clit and she couldn’t stop her hips from pushing back against his face.
He pulled the cheeks of her ass apart to give him better access. He dragged his tongue along her slit, and between the area of her ass and pussy. He probed her ass with his tongue, sending jolts of electricity through her body.
“Oh that feels nice,” she groaned. “I love it when you do that.”
“I love the taste of your ass, Victoria. Almost as much as your cumfilled pussy,” he said in a voice somewhere between a growl and a moan.
“I think you’re the filthy one here, champ,” Victoria said as she felt him attack her pussy and ass more deeply.
He smacked her ass again as he pressed his face even deeper, his nose penetrating her pussy as he licked her clit. “They don’t call me the King of Kink for nothing, my treasure.”
She chuckled and moaned at the same time, her legs wobbling as she stood bent over the seat. “Careful, Malcolm. Your arrogance is starting to show.”
“You love it when my arrogance is inside of you,” he responded, smiling wolfishly as he stood up behind her. He grabbed her hips and guided her gently until she was turned around, facing him.
“Mm,” she moaned. “I do.”
She pressed her lips against his as she began to unbutton his shirt. Nearly ripping the final buttons off, she tossed aside the garment and pressed her naked body against his chest. Their tongues danced in each other’s mouths. He reached between her legs, lifting one with a strong arm over his shoulder.
She grunted as she felt her muscles stretch, and was suddenly thankful for the flexibility kickboxing was giving her. “This is new,” she giggled.
“I wouldn’t want to bore you,” he said slyly as he angled his cock to slide inside her.
“Oh,” she sighed out in pleasure, “that feels incredible.” It was difficult to move her hips with one of her legs tied up, and she felt at the mercy of Malcolm’s thrusts.
He began to pound into her with need and animalistic passion. Each thrust elicited a moan from their lips, and pleasure spreading through their bodies. Victoria clung to Malcolm, kissing him like her life depended on it as he fucked her with everything he had. She pulled away from their kiss, looking at him with adoring eyes. It was difficult to focus while waves of pleasure ripped through her, but in this perfect moment she knew that the weight in her stomach wasn’t caused by his phallus shoving itself deep into her body.
“I lo…” she began to say but was cut off by a loud buzz from the plane’s PA system.
“Mr. Cage. We’re landing in about fifteen minutes and an airport official would like to speak with you during refueling,” the pilot said in a businesslike tone.
She felt empty as Malcolm slid out of her. A rush of embarrassment coursed through her. I can’t believe I was about to say that! she mentally shouted.
He reached for a button on his chair and spoke loudly, “Thank you, Miles.” His tone betrayed his frustration and he looked at Victoria with sympathetic eyes. He released the button on his chair and sighed in frustration. “What were you going to say?”
“Nothing,” she said quickly. “Don’t worry about it. You wouldn’t happen to have a shower on this fancy private jet would you?”
He kept his face straight for a moment in an attempt to not betray his emotions. He forced a smile and motioned to the back of the plane. “As a matter of fact I do. I’ll be on the upper deck when you’re done. Take your time.”
“You have two levels on this thing?” she asked with a raised brow. “Isn’t it kind of small for two decks?”
“I like to keep myself separate from the pilots in case they need to come out in the middle of a meeting. The upstairs just has another bathroom and room for the pilots to stretch their legs.”
“I guess when you can customize your plane, anything is possible,” she said to distract from her embarrassment. “Anyway, I’ll go have that shower. You go deal with the airport.”
He nodded and bent down to retrieve his pants. “We’ll have to resume this at a later time,” he said a little sadly.
“Of course,” she said with a suggestive slur of her words. “I’m going to want a copy of what we just did. In case you’re ever a giant asshole again and I need to take care of myself.”
“Mm,” he moaned, clearly thinking about her words. “You’ll have one, but I don’t think you’ll ever be able to take care of yourself after what I have planned to make up for this interruption.”
“Oooh,” she said as she trailed a hand along his chiseled chest. “We might have to wait until we get back to Chicago. Not too much further from here until we look for your ex-wife and daughter. With any luck, Claire will be coming home with us.”
Malcolm nodded. “The anticipation will make it all the sweeter. Once we’re in the air, we’ll get something to eat and go over what we have and figure out our next move once we land. It’s another three hour flight from here.”
Victoria hadn’t realized she was hungry until the mention of food was brought up. Her stomached growled in protest and she smiled brightly. “That’s perfect because I’m famished.”
He leaned over and pulled Victoria into a passionate kiss. “Go get clean, my treasure. I’ll take care of you soon.”
She still hadn’t gotten used to being called that and smiled girlishly as he kissed her. She pressed herself against him with longing, dreading the impending separation. She knew it would only be for a few moments, but she couldn’t help her attachment. Her stomach was fluttering and she knew it wasn’t hunger. The words she was about to speak echoed in her mind, and she was tempted to try and say them again. “Just don’t get me dirty all over again after I do.”
“I promise to be the perfect gentleman,” he said sincerely.
“You better be,” she said teasingly. She gathered her clothes and made her way to the lavatory. Swaying with each step for effect she turned around and was pleased to see that he was watching her again. The memory of how he had ignored her the first time still lingered, among other bad memories formed between them recently. In spite of the negative moments, she allowed herself the fantasy that things could turn out alright.