Page 7 of Doll

I was on fire for her…

The pilot started to bring the engines up, and my cock began to rise as we barreled down the runway, and as I felt the plane lift off, I was at full fucking mast, barely able to contain myself. Her breasts heaved against me and I pictured them exposed, dripping with my cum or wrapped around my cock before I blew my load all over those delicious lips of hers.

The fucking things I’ll do to you…

I undid the top button of my pants, giving my massive erection a little bit of breathing room, and wondered what her pretty little pussy looked like, barely hidden beneath those sheer yoga pants she was wearing.

Did she trim? Did she shave? Was she au naturel? Maybe a little landing strip?

The last thought ruined everything. Anger flooded through me. If she was shaving into anything—a landing strip, a little diamond or a tiny bush above her sweet little clit—that meant she was doing it for someone.

Someone not me…

I had to make my move. She was on the plane, so ungagging her wouldn’t matter now—at least to anything other than my eardrums if she decided to start howling. She was warm. I wanted nothing more than to spread those legs of hers and find out the answer to my question.

“Okay, little doll,” I whispered. “I’m going to take this out of your mouth now. There’s no use screaming. No one can hear you up here, okay? So save us both the trouble and don’t.”

She did something like a nod, and I used my free hand to pull the t-shirt from her lips.

“What the fuck?” she shouted. Before she could finish, I stuffed the gag right back into her mouth.

“What did I say about screaming?” I asked her. She sighed and I felt her beasts shift against my chest, causing my cock to twitch beneath my pants. All I wanted was to be inside her, to claim that pretty little pussy and show her that she was mine. “I’m going to remove this again. Inside voices, or I’ll leave it there for the remainder of the flight.”

I pulled the gag out again and tossed it aside. She’d be quiet this time. I was sure of it.

“I said, what the fuck? You fucking kidnapped me!”

“Mmm, more or less, yes.”

“More or less?” she snarled. “There’s no less to it. You fucking threw me over your shoulder like some goddamn caveman and brought me here! What do you think? Because you’re some big time rich, handsome asshole you can do whatever you want!?”

“Handsome asshole?” I smiled.

My beautiful little doll twisted her lips. She’d let it slip and now there was no taking it back.

“You should thank me for what I did.”

“Thank you?” she replied. “Why would I ever thank you for fucking kidnapping me?”

“You should thank me for stopping you from making a decision you’d regret for the rest of your life! Getting your body cast to be a sex doll? What were you thinking?”

Even her frown was beautiful. She looked like a bratty little girl who needed to be taught about the world.

“I was thinking I need the money!” she replied. “Now, are you going to get off me already? Like you said before, I’m not going anywhere, unless you have a parachute hidden somewhere around here.”

She was sassy. I loved it. Bratty little girl who needed to be tamed and claimed and I was the only man to do it. And she was right; she wasn’t going anywhere now.

But how could I let her up when we were so close? I could feel her body against mine, smell her scent in my nose and feel the gravity and pull of her sexuality practically begging me to take her and ravish every inch of her beautiful body. Our eyes locked and I felt my heart jump and my dick twitch at the exact same time.

No matter how innocent she was now, I was going to change that.

But even more than that, I realized that as we locked eyes, I could feel her heartbeat through my chest. She wasn’t backing away from me anymore—she was pressing up against me. Her mouth wasn’t clenched in a frown anymore either. Her lips were open slightly, glistening as if ready for a kiss.

I leaned in and she didn’t pull away. Our lips met and my whole world shifted.

Holy fuck…

But no sooner had it begun than it was over. She twisted her head away from me, breaking our embrace as well as our gaze.

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