Staring into his eyes, I spot a sinister look behind his, and he chuckles at my suspicious expression.
“Are you part of the mile high club?”
Shaking my head, I say, “No, but I’m guessing you are.”
“Actually, I am not, but I want to be.”
I cross my arms over my chest, and glare at him with obvious disbelief. “Jagger Wild, are you lying to me?”
He drags his fingers and makes a cross over his chest. “Scout’s honor, baby. I will never lie to you.”
“Do we have time?”
After undoing my seatbelt, he pulls me onto his lap and kisses me quickly. “We have time for at least fourteen times.”
Fourteen times? Where the hell are we going?
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
JAGGER
Reaching under her sexy ass, I undo my seatbelt and lift her in my arms, as I rise from my seat and walk to the one bedroom in the back. I walk into the room and she glances around. It’s not fancy, not really. It has a king sized bed with dark gray sheets, a small end table, a tv mounted to the wall, which makes me slightly nervous, and a bathroom.
She looks at me with shock. “You’ve never fucked on an airplane before.” It’s a statement more than a question, but I want to make sure she understands, so I say, “No.”
“You’ve never fucked another woman in this bed?”
I chuckle lightly. “Just my future wife in a few minutes.”
She gasps. “What?”
Setting her on her feet, I admit, “The day I saw you at the catering table, I wanted you so fucking bad I could taste it. I told the guys, and this is a quote, ‘I’m gonna marry that girl.’”
“Jagger,” she whispers as she takes my hand and squeezes.
“They told me you were with the dildo, and then I saw him hit you, and I knew you were mine. Had he not mistreated you in front of me, I never would’ve gone after you. It’s a dude respect thing, even if you don’t like the guy. When he fucking took his fist to your face, all bets were off.”
She runs her fingers up my shirt and drags her nails down my chest. I grit my teeth, because she drives me fucking crazy.
“You should take your clothes off. There’s something I haven’t done yet, but really want to.”
Reaching behind my back, I grab my t-shirt by the neck, and pull it off, before tossing it across the room.
“What do you want to do, baby?”
She stares at me with lust filled eyes that make me hard instantly.
“I want to suck your cock, Jagger.”
There’s not a man on the planet that will argue with that. I sure as hell won’t.
“Get undressed, baby. I want to stare at your beautiful body while I fuck your mouth.”
“Jagger,” she whispers, “please.”
I know exactly what she’s asking. She doesn’t want me to look at her, because she still thinks there’s something wrong with her body. That’s the only thing I’d change about her if I could. Her self confidence.
I stroke my fingers down her face. “Please, baby. It’s me. I love looking at your body. It’s not going to get easier if you never do it.”