Chapter 331: My Eternity
David’s POV
Last night while we were packing out things for the journey, I spoke to Justin and Norman. Everything back home was handled…smooth as silk.
The company was running without a hitch thanks to Norman’s steady hand, and when we returned, Justin and I would finally go visit our father together. Closure, of sorts. It felt good. Stable.
At the airport, we boarded first class…the private section I’d paid heavily for.
A makeshift mattress setup in the spacious pod, curtains for privacy, dim lighting. Holly had confessed on the ride over that she’d always fantasized about sex on a plane.
This girl was going to be the death of me, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Sometimes I still woke up scared it was all a dream…that I’d blink and she’d be gone, that the woman who’d fought so hard for me was just a figment of my desperate imagination.
As soon as the seatbelt sign dinged off and we had true privacy, I pulled her onto my lap, her back to my chest, legs draped over mine. My hand slid straight into her loose pants, fingers finding the toy and then the slick heat beneath it. She was already soaked, dripping for me.
“Fuck, baby,” I groaned against her neck, circling her swollen clit with two fingers while the plane hummed around us. “So wet already. That little toy has been torturing you the whole ride?”
Holly arched, rocking shamelessly against my hand, her head falling back against my shoulder.
A soft, needy whimper escaped her as I pressed the remote again, the vibrations kicking up. Her hips rolled in filthy little circles, chasing the pressure. “David… please… I’ve been aching since the car…”
I stroked her deeper, sliding two fingers inside her tight heat while my thumb worked her clit.
She rode my hand like she was starving, breath hitching, one hand gripping my thigh so hard her nails dug in.
Her other hand reached back, threading through my hair as she turned her head for a messy kiss…tongues sliding, moans swallowed by the engine noise.
When she got close, trembling and gasping, I pulled the toy out and set it aside. “Not yet. I want your mouth first.”
She didn’t hesitate. Sliding off my lap, she knelt between my spread thighs in the dim private space, eyes locked on mine as she freed my aching cock. It was thick, leaking, straining for her.
Holly licked a slow stripe from base to tip, then took me deep in one smooth motion, hollowing her cheeks.
The wet heat of her mouth was heaven. She sucked me like she loved it…messy, enthusiastic, gagging softly when I hit the back of her throat but never pulling away.
Her hand stroked what her mouth couldn’t reach, twisting just right, while her tongue swirled around the head on every upstroke.
I fisted her hair gently, guiding her rhythm, groaning low as pleasure coiled tight at the base of my spine. “That’s it, baby… just like that. Fuck, your mouth was made for me.”
She hummed around me, the vibration shooting straight through my cock.
I lasted longer than I wanted to, but when she looked up at me with those watery, adoring eyes, lips stretched wide around my cock, something in me snapped.
I pulled her up onto my lap in one rough motion, her knees straddling my thighs, and slammed into her in a single hard thrust.
Holly’s head fell back, a sharp, broken cry tearing from her throat before I could stop it. The private pod was quiet except for the low drone of the engines, but that sound was too loud. Too dangerous.
My hand flew up instantly, clamping firmly over her mouth, palm sealing against her swollen lips. “Shh, baby,” I growled low against her ear, voice dark and strained. “You have to be quiet or the whole first-class cabin is going to hear how well you take my cock.”
Her eyes widened, pupils blown with lust. She nodded frantically against my palm, but the moment I started moving…deep, punishing upward thrusts that drove me straight into her dripping heat…she couldn’t help herself. A muffled moan vibrated against my hand, her teeth sinking into the flesh of my palm as she tried desperately to stifle the sound.
The sharp bite sent a bolt of heat straight to my cock.
Fuck. It made me harder, thicker inside her. I hissed through my teeth and pumped faster, hips snapping up to meet her, burying myself to the hilt again and again. The wet, filthy sound of her pussy taking every inch filled the small space.
“That’s it,” I rasped, my other hand sliding between us, fingers finding her swollen clit. I rubbed tight, relentless circles exactly how she liked it…firm pressure, no mercy. “Bite me harder if you need to, baby. I love feeling you lose control.”
Holly arched violently on my lap, back bowing as she bounced on my dick. Her thighs trembled with every slam, her soaked pussy clenching around me like a vice.
She bit down harder on my palm, teeth digging in deep enough to leave marks, the pain mixing with pleasure until I was growling into her neck, fucking her even harder.
The makeshift mattress creaked softly beneath us with every powerful thrust.
Her muffled cries grew frantic against my hand…desperate, needy little sounds that only spurred me on.
I kept the rhythm brutal and deep, angling my hips to hit that spot inside her that made her eyes roll back. My fingers never stopped their tight circles on her clit, rubbing faster as I felt her walls flutter and squeeze.
Tears of overwhelming pleasure leaked from the corners of her eyes. Her hips rocked and bounced desperately, meeting every thrust, grinding down on my cock and my fingers at the same time. The pressure built fast…her body tightening, thighs shaking violently around me.
I pressed my mouth to her neck, sucking a mark into her skin while I kept my hand clamped tight over her mouth. “Come for me, baby. Come all over my cock right now.”
The command pushed her over. Holly’s entire body seized, back arching sharply as her orgasm crashed through her.
She screamed against my palm, the sound beautifully stifled, her teeth sinking so deep into my hand I knew I’d wear the marks for days.
Her pussy spasmed hard around me, fluttering and milking my cock in rhythmic waves that dragged me right to the edge with her.
The bite, the clench, the way she kept bouncing through her orgasm like she couldn’t stop…it was too much.
I thrust up one final time, burying myself as deep as I could go, and came hard inside her with a low, guttural groan.
Pulse after pulse of hot release filled her, my hips jerking erratically as I rode it out, grinding against her clit to draw every last tremor from her body.
We stayed locked together, panting, trembling. My hand slowly loosened over her mouth, but she didn’t pull away immediately. Instead, she pressed a soft, apologetic kiss to the teeth marks she’d left on my palm, then licked over them with her tongue like she was soothing the sting.
“Fuck… Holly,” I breathed, forehead pressed to hers, still buried deep inside her fluttering heat. “You’re going to kill me one of these days.”
She gave me a wrecked, sated little smile, eyes glassy and full of love. “Worth it.”
We didn’t move for a long time. Just held each other in the dim, private space, the plane humming around us, her body still gently rocking on mine in lazy aftershocks.
When we finally came down enough to think clearly, I helped her clean up with the warm towels provided, then pulled her back against my chest on the makeshift mattress, wrapping her in my arms like I’d never let go.
It was the most rushed and electric sex we’ve ever had and I made her know just how much I love fucking her.
A few minutes later, she asked and I put the toy back in…still slick with her arousal.
The rest of the flight was a delicious blur of stolen touches, muffled moans behind the curtain, me edging her with the remote until she was biting my shoulder to stay quiet, her returning the favor with her hand while we pretended to watch a movie.
Spicy, risky, perfect. Our little airborne escapades left us both flushed, sated, and grinning like idiots by the time we started descent.
As the plane began its final approach, I pulled her close on the makeshift mattress, her head on my chest, fingers intertwined. The world outside the window was nothing compared to the one in my arms.
“Holly,” I murmured against her hair, voice rough with everything I felt. “You’re my forever. Every crazy, beautiful, chaotic piece of you. I’m never letting you go…not in this life, not in the next. We’re building our family, our home, our everything. You and me against the world, baby. Always.”
She tilted her face up, eyes shining with that forever I’d kill to protect. “Promise?”
I kissed her slow and deep, pouring every promise into it.
“Promise.”
And for the first time in my life, I believed in eternity. Because she was it.