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The loss of his composure thrilled me as much as the feeling of his cock jerking inside of me. My pussy milked him and my own desire rose almost to the cresting point. I snuck a hand down to play with my clit and that was enough to make my body bow into an arch of found completion.

“Nngh!” Elijah made an incomprehensible sound as he felt me pulsing around his spent cock.

He nearly collapsed on top of me but caught himself in time, self-conscious of his weight as if there would be a reason for me not to like his softer body. I liked how he felt under my hands, how he made a wonderful pillow as we settled next to each other. I whispered to him, telling him that and many other secrets. Only the verdant trees and sprawling plants were privy to how Elijah responded in kind.

Chapter Twenty-Three

When we were ready to go back home, my father said his teary goodbyes and even spared a nod for my boyfriends. My brother, on the other hand…

“I’m not one for violence,” Seth said with terrifying calmness. “But if you break my sister’s heart I will find your most embarrassing photos or social media blunders and I will make themtrending. Do we understand each other?”

Elijah was mildly amused, Rowan accepted the threat as a promise, but poor Chester… the redhead was clutching his own shirt and nodding rapidly.

“Understood! Yes, sir! Please don’t do that!” he said to the younger man in a shaky voice, then muttered so low I barely caught the words. “…there are so many stupid photos of me on the internet. So many. I don’t want to become a meme.”

Using all my willpower to keep a straight face, I herded my lovers to the car. Once we were comfortably sitting inside, the driver took us away. I watched my old home disappear from the view and thought about all the new good memories I had madethere. Maybe I would find it in myself to visit this place more often and not only on Thanksgiving.

The journey passed uneventfully, and we were escorted to a small airport that specialized in catering to the wealthy elite. Thanks to that, we didn’t have to spend a long time in queues, waiting to be checked in and scanned. The process was smooth and quick and soon we boarded the small jet belonging to my father.

After the crew welcomed us aboard, went through all the procedures, and then served us drinks and snacks after the liftoff, we were finally left alone.

“I can’t believe we are on a private jet!” Chester exclaimed, his face practically glued to the window.

“Broken record.” Rowan rolled his eyes. Understandable, as the redhead has spent all the way here gushing about the flight.

“I had the pleasure to fly a few times before, but, wow, this is on another level,” Elijah ran a reverent hand over the comfy and stylish leather seats, then reached to take a sip of his champagne.

“No screaming children is the biggest advantage for me,” I said. I was about to make myself comfortable in my own seat but… “Another thing I like is the privacy.”

Elijah yelped when I plonked myself right onto his lap and kissed him.

After the initial surprise, the writer groaned and kissed me back, his hands hovering over my sides as if he didn’t know what to do with them. I reached down and pressed them against my back.

“I know we aren’t quite home yet… but if you wanted a bit of fun… both of you.” I looked over at Chester, remembering my taunting promise of more pleasure to follow. Then my eyes slid to Rowan. I found his eyes already darkening with lust. “All of you.”

Elijah gulped, his cheeks growing redder by the minute.

“What about the crew? Won’t they hear us?” he asked, casting a furtive glance at the closed door.

“Nope! It’s a jet designed for billionaires. It’s made so that business deals and other sensitive information can be discussed here.”

“Yeah, I’m sure that’s all they need the soundproofing for,” Chester snorted.

“Lucky for us, isn’t it?” I said and pulled him down by the collar of his shirt so that I could kiss him while still sitting on Elijah like a queen on a throne.

“Fuck yeah, let’s join the mile-high club!” Chester panted out between the kisses we traded.

Rowan’s hand settled on my back, waiting for me to lead this. I took it for his approval of Chester’s plan, but I needed to make sure everyone was on board with this.

“All of us or no one,” I said firmly, then cupped Elijah’s face. “If you don’t want this, just say so, sunshine.”

He ducked his head, the embarrassment getting the best out of him.

“I can… I can at least watch. We will see about more?” he still stammered out.

I kissed him on the nose.

“How about you hold me while Chester and Rowan do wicked things to me?” I whispered, my breath sliding over the shell of his sensitive ear.

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