Page 53 of Sticky Fingers
As she slides down my body and onto her feet, all her soft curves slide along me. She keeps at it until her breasts brush my cock, as she bends and then turns to walk away.
I groan involuntarily. She’s such a little fucking tease. And I just fucking love it.
“Go on.” I spank her bottom and she turns and runs up the stairs, giggling.
Shaking my head, I follow her into the plane and see Carl and Wayne, the pilot and co-pilot, just inside the door.
I give them their instructions and tell them to take the boxes Sonia brought to the cargo hold.
Walking down the aisle, I bend over Sonia and look down her shirt, just so I can admire her cleavage.
She smiles as she watches me and then winks when I raise my eyes to her face. Shifting suggestively, she makes her blouse gape more before raising her eyebrows at me.
The little fucking minx.
“Are those boxes okay to put in the underbelly? Anything fragile or anything we should know…” I trail off with a questioning look, daring her to give me more information. “We don’t usually transport cargo we have no idea about, you know?”
She just laughs again and rolls her eyes. “Anytime you want to open them, just let me know. But they should be fine down there. Do you want to tell me where we’re going yet?”
“Nope.” Straightening, I head back to give Carl final instructions before settling into the seat next to Sonia and grabbing her hand.
“I never really asked but flying doesn’t bother you, right?”
Her lips pucker, and she reaches up to brush my hair back a bit before following it with a kiss to my cheek.
“Not at all. This is wonderful. And I’m happy.” She squeezes my hand affectionately.
“So, bored yet?” I can’t help but tease as I reach around with my other hand and squeeze her waist a bit, right where I know she’s ticklish.
Squirming, she pushes my hand away and laughs. “No, Malcolm,” she says almost breathlessly. “You’re definitely not a boring date.”
I settle back, satisfied. Resting my head back on the head rest.
Two minutes later, we begin slowly taxiing out, and Sonia and I both relax, watching outside as we take off quickly and the plane climbs.
She squeezes my hand to get my attention, and I roll my head on the headrest to look down at her.
“So, it’s just us for a while, huh?” She looks up at me as I nod.
Unbuckling her seat belt, she drops to her knees in front of me and unbuckles my seat belt, too. Spreading my legs to give her more room, I tease her.
“I don’t think he’s turned off the no seatbelt light yet.”
Looking up she quips back. “Do you want me to stop?” Her hands slow on my belt as she looks at me questioningly.
Leaning back, I lift my arms and put them behind my head, scooting my butt forward in the seat to make myself more accessible.
“Hell, no. I like living dangerously.”
She laughs as she finishes undoing my pants. Her soft hands skim my cock as she spreads my legs wide. Shifting, I try to give my cock more access.
It’s dying for attention, you know?
It’s red and throbbing, and her small hand circles the base, pulling my cock towards her. Licking from my balls to the head, her eyes watch me as I watch her.
She’s so fucking sexy.
Every move she does makes my heart speed up, and I catch my breath as her lips wrap around my head. She begins circling her tongue and applying some pressure, and my eyes start rolling in their fucking orbits.
