Page 84 of Pucking With My Head

As my fingers found her folds, I closed my eyes and huffed in pleasure as her sheer wetness became apparent.

Bethany was more than ready.

“So wet and needy. Did mean old Gideon leave you wanting?” I muttered quietly in her ear.

She nodded desperately, meeting my eye and thrusting her hips back in a silent plea.

It took some maneuvering, but I managed to line her up with my cock. I was already so hard, and nothing was going to stop me from fucking my omega until she creamed all over my cock.

“Fuck!” she hissed as I slowly sank in to the hilt. My cock met no resistance; if anything, she sucked me in deeper.

One hand settled on her waist, the other snaking up to cover her mouth as she adjusted to my size. “Shush, omega. Otherwise, everyone on this plane will knowexactlywhat I’m doing to you.”

Her pussy tightened around me beautifully, and a muffled moan escaped her.

“Oh, do you like that idea?” I asked, nipping at her earlobe as I started to fuck her, my pace frantic. “Maybe I should knot you here, so everyone can see just who you belong to.”

I wouldn’t, because knotting and plane bathrooms didn’t mix well, but it was a nice thought. Maybe I could convince her toditch seeing her family and come to my hotel instead, where I could spend the entire night knot-deep in her.

There was no way that was going to happen, but I could daydream.

“So fucking perfect,” I muttered, watching as her eyes rolled back. Our position meant I could see everything perfectly, from her face to the way her tits bounced in that low-cut top and her ass pressing against my hips with each thrust.

Reaching around to her clit, I started rubbing gently at first, but quickly increased the pace to match my thrusts.

Her body was fucking perfection, and if I had more time, I would have removed her top and enjoyed the sight of her tits bouncing unrestrained…a plan for the future, maybe.

She rocked back slowly, her pussy hungrily sucking my cock in. Already, her walls were tightening. Sucking on her shoulder, I wanted to mark up her neck, to let everyone know she belonged to me, but in the depths of my mind, a small voice reminded me she was about to go see her family.

Bethany’s legs trembled as she came, and I tightened my hand over her mouth. I wasn’t sure she could contain her moans, but fuck, I wanted to hear them.

Wetness coated my cock and my knot was rapidly expanding. In such a small space, the only scent wasus. Sweet crisp apple, combined with my own fresh salty scent, was fucking delectable. My thrusts became shallow as my own release was close.

I wanted to bury my knot in her so badly, and it took all my willpower to refrain, but for her, I would do just about anything.

As I sank my teeth into her shoulder deep, but not enough to break the skin, my cock exploded, throbbing with release, filling up my omega with cum and scent.

The caveman in me liked that a lot.

I kept my knot outside her, so it didn’t feel as good, but even having her wrapped around my tip as I came was amazing.

When my balls had been drained of every last drop, and I could have sworn every bit of energy had been sapped from my body, I glanced at Bethany in the mirror. She looked the same, except for the small, blissful smile on her face. We were both panting heavily, like we had run a marathon.

After a moment, Bethany chuckled. “Did we just join the mile high club?” she whispered.

It took everything in me not to howl with laughter.

Who says you can’t teach an old dog new tricks?

Chapter 32

Beth

No one was there to pick me up.

Jensen and I had parted ways at the airport, since he had to hurry to get to the game. He offered to stay with me until one of my family members arrived, but I had practically shoved him into a cab. It was bad enough that he wasn’t traveling with the team to be with me; the least I could do was make sure he got to the game on time.

I stood outside the airport for twenty minutes, and no one appeared. With a sigh, I pulled out my phone and dialed one of my dads.

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