Chapter 85: Trip to Seattle
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I blushed and i remembered the night before. When Dakota came back home and told us how her appointment went, we all sat down and watched a movie together but as soon as she fell asleep. Drake carried me upstairs to his bedroom. I can't even remember how many times, I came or how many different position he had me in.
"Here you go, sir", The flight attendant purred as she handed him the drinks and blanket. She battered her eyes at him and I was seconds away from slapping her stupid smirk right the fuck off of her face.
She must have seen my look because her smile dropped when she looked at him then she turned and walked away. Drake looked at me then turned and chuckled before he leaned into my ear.
"I find it extremely sexy when you get jealous over me" He nipped my earlobe with his teeth. "And i won't say that I won't be okay if you pound on them", He added.
Now I was giggling.
I took a drink he ordered and finished it in two big gulps. For being in the first class , they don't exactly give you too much to drink?. Those cheap bastards.
The plane took off from the runway and we were in the air in no time. I think it was the first time in my life that I had been on a plane that took of in time.
"The ocean looks so massive from up here", I said as I looked out the window but when Drake didn't reply , I turned and found him fast asleep. Damn that was fast.
I stared at him for so long then an idea struck me and I couldn't resist.
It was something he would totally do to me and I couldn't resist. It was something he would totally do to me and all is fair in love and war.
I slipped my hand beneath the blanket he put over himself and rubbed his thigh. He slightly moved but he didn't wake up. My heart pounded and the excitement coursing through me right now made me lightheaded. There were people all around us but none of them were paying us a single mind at the moment. Game on.
The blanket was the perfect cover for what I was about to do. His jeans were more difficult than I thought they would be getting into, but my hand finally slipped into the band of his briefs. His trimmed pubic hair tickled the inside of my wrist as I reached further in and wrapped my hand around his dick. It was so soft, but damn it was still huge.
I very slowly started to stróke him as I waíted for his dick to come to life. It was slowly getting hàrder and harder with each second and i kept stealing glànces at him to see if he was awake or not. His breathing had changed but his eyes were still closed,
My pussy tightened and i became so turned on that I was about to fucking pant. His dick kept getting harder and harder and I knew there was no way he was still sleeping. Unless he was having a sexy dream.
His mouth parted and he sucked in a small, sharp breath. Oh yeah! He was finally awake. I continued to stroke him when i felt his precum at the tip of his dick. My mouth watered and desperately wanted to taste him, but that wasn't possible right now.
I stared down at my stroking hand and watched the blanket move up and down. I could picture his huge dick in my hand as his big vein in the back pulsed from excitement. My tongue wanted to run up along that vein until the head was in my mouth.
Then I looked back up into his face and right into those perfect eyes of his. They were hooded and i felt my heart drop when I realized he was wide awake now. Our eyes held as i continued to stroke him, his breaths getting faster and faster.
I licked my lips and his eyes immediately dropped to them. His hand gripped the armrest and I swear I felt his dick get even harder. Then he was staring back into my eyes and I began stroking him harder and faster, making sure to pay more attention to the tip.
"L...lyñnn", He choked out.
I had to squeeze my legs together knowing that he was about to cum. And then it happened he squeezed his eyes tightly as I felt his dick pulse with each spurt of his release. My hand got wet as I slowly pulled my it out of his jeans. His dick twitched and quivered when he felt my fingers leave his pants.
There weren't many better feelings in this world than the control I just felt right now. Knowing I just gave Drake a hand job on a packed plane somehow gave me a more powerful feeling. I didn't know what was happening to me but the grin on my face was probably evident.
He leaned over and nipped at the door just below my ear before whispering. "Did you seriously just make me cum in my fucking jeans?",
I let out a snort giggle and went to stand up making sure to lean over him before I went. "You liked it",
Then I was off to the bathroom to wash my hands. I stared at myself in the mirror and almost I didn't recognize the confident, smiling woman looking back at me. So many things have changed since when I have met this man and i wouldn't change it for the world.
He's made me a better person and I will never know how to thank him for that. When I returned to our row, he was glaring up at me with a devilish grin on his face.
