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Before I could even get chilled, Ash's body was sliding over mine. He settled between my legs and I felt him nudge against me, hard and ready. He propped himself up on his elbows as he looked down at me.
Our eyes locked and he slid inside me, skin against skin. No matter how many times he did this, how often my body stretched to accommodate him, it felt like the first time.
Exquisite.
He moved with slow, steady strokes, each one pushing me to my limit, pressing his body exactly where I needed it to give me the right friction in the right place.
“I'm going to make you come,” he murmured. “And this is going to be just the beginning. I plan on making the most of our flight, and only some of that time sleeping.”
I whimpered as he rolled his hips, the head of his cock pressing against my g-spot. I ran my fingers through his hair as I arched against him, trying to pull him deeper, more tightly against me.
“I'm going to take you from behind, have you ride me. Tie you up, spank you. Make you beg for more, beg me to stop.” He kissed me hard. “You're mine.”
“Yours,” I agreed. And I was. Heart, body, mind and soul, I was his. And he was mine. He had a ring on his finger to prove it.
Half a dozen more strokes and the pressure inside me exploded. I cried out. He moved slowly, coaxing out every last drop of pleasure. But still, I wasn't satisfied. I'd never be satisfied, no matter how much of him I had. I wanted more. And so, I knew, did he.
He was still hard as he pulled out of me. The expression in his eyes was heated as he sat back on his heels and looked down at me.
Shit. I knew that look.
“Hands behind your knees.” His voice took on that authoritative note that made things low inside me twist and turn.
I reached down and hooked my hands behind my knees.
“Lift your legs.”
I did. I'd never been ashamed of my body, but a year ago, spreading myself open like this would've embarrassed me. Now, the heat flooding me wasn't from shame, but desire. I didn't know what was coming next, but I knew I was going to like it.
“Pull your knees to your chest.” Ash wrapped his hand around his cock, giving it a few slow strokes. “I'm going to fuck your ass now.”
I took a shuddering breath. We'd had anal sex a couple times over the past year, but never from this position. He'd told me before that it'd be more intense this way. And based on how he was looking at me, I didn't think he was planning on taking it easy. Not this time.
When a slick finger probed at my ass, I breathed out, relishing the slight burn as the digit pushed past the ring of muscle.
“Relax, baby,” he said as he moved his finger in and out. “This is all the stretching you're going to get.”
I whimpered, but didn't protest. I knew if I used the safe word we'd established, he'd stop, but I didn't want him to stop. I'd never used it before, and I wasn't about to start now. I trusted him.
I wanted him.
I wanted this.
After just a few moments, he pulled his finger out and something much larger took its place. He eased himself inside, each inch making me gasp and writhe. My head fell back, my eyes closed, but I kept my grip on my legs, holding myself open for him.
Tears leaked out from under my eyelids, and then I felt his thumb brushing over my clit, turning pain into pleasure. He kept up the steady circles until he was fully buried inside my ass.
“Open your eyes.”
I forced my eyes open, breath coming in desperate pants. My body was on fire, pain and pleasure fighting. My muscles were shaking, my fingers barely able to hold on to my legs.
“I want you to come again.” Ash put his hands on the back of my thighs, holding my legs in place. “Touch yourself.”
Obediently, one hand went between my legs. I was still slick from my previous climax, and my fingers rubbed across my throbbing clit. Ash drew back, and then pushed forward, harder and faster than before. I moaned, but my fingers didn't stop, my eyes didn't close. Too much sensation was coursing through me, but as Ash began to drive into me, my fingers never stop moving.
Time lost all meaning, my world narrowing down to our two bodies. To the feel of him stretching me, splitting me in two. The feel of my fingers working the swollen bundle of nerves. The look of need and love in his eyes as he looked down at me.
The sound of my name as he ordered me to come.
The world went white, and I cried out, uncaring that the flight crew could hear me. All I cared about was Ash following me over the edge, his breath hot on my neck as his body slumped down on mine.
When I woke up, hours later, Ash was wrapped around me. Though I had no memory of it, I knew he'd cleaned me up before climbing into bed with me. I knew because he'd done it before. His responsibility as the Dominant in our sexual relationship, he'd shared, was to look out for me even after the sex was done.
I wondered how far into the flight we were, then realized it didn't matter. Ash had taken care of it. I didn't need to do anything. I could let it go.
I snuggled back more tightly against him and felt his cock start to harden against my ass. I smiled. All I had to worry about was how sore I was going to be by the time we finally got home.
I reached behind me, sliding my hand between us until my fingers wrapped around his thickening shaft.
“Mmm...” He made a sleepy sound as he nuzzled the back of my neck. “Ready for another go?”
I gave him a squeeze and heard him suck in a breath. “Definitely ready,” I said. “Now I just want to know if you brought the blindfold.”
THE END
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About The Authors
MS Parker
M. S. Parker is a USA Today Bestselling author and the author of the Erotic Romance series, Club Privè and Chasing Perfection.
Living in Southern California, she enjoys sitting by the pool with her laptop writing on her next spicy romance.
Growing up all she wanted to be was a dancer, actor or author. So far only the latter has come true but M. S. Parker hasn’t retired her dancing shoes just yet. She is still waiting for the call for her to appear on Dancing With The Stars.
When M. S. isn't writing, she can usually be found reading– oops, scratch that! She is always writing.
Cassie Wild
Cassie Wild loves romance. Every since she was eight years old she’s been reading every romance novel she could get her hands on, always dreaming of writing her own romance novels.
When MS Parker approached her in the spring about co-authoring the Serving HIM series, it didn’t take Cassie many seconds to say a big yes, and the rest is history.