Be

That's how, hours later, we boarded a private jet, owned by the CEO of North B., heading for Italy.

- Anyway, she rested. – Nicolete said, when, finally, Maria Lua fell asleep in her lap, still on the flight.

- I don't understand how she has so much energy. - I said, while gathering the toys she threw on the floor, putting them in the bag.

- I think the cat was happy to have a little break. – Nicolette started to laugh.

- Don't even come, Nicolete, she barely had time to play with him.

- I thought he could do without a tail. She couldn't contain her laughter.

I kissed my little one on the cheek, sleeping.

- I'll take her to rest with me and Heitor.

- No way! I stay with her. Go pay attention to your husband. Don't worry about this little hurricane I can handle.

I walked over to the front seat and saw Anon in a deep sleep, with his head propped against the window.

- This one sure hated the trip. – I spoke softly, since he and Malu were sleeping.

- Certainly. He took it away from Ben. He's not the type to complain or let anything show. But as it is, I predict marriage.

- It would be so nice if it worked. I love Ben and Anon... Wow, I've liked him forever. – I confessed.

Malu stirred and snuggled into Nicolete's lap, resting her small hand on her chest.

I looked at that chubby hand, with a tiny gold ring adorning the little finger and the bracelet in hearts with small rubies and I wondered if that was what Salma had planned for her daughter. I think so. The point is that if she were alive, Maria wouldn't have anything she took time to put into practice. Life was really a box of surprises. And now I literally understood what it meant that God wrote straight with crooked lines.

The concern I felt about Daniel being Maria Lua's father had passed. No one believed it could be true. So I ended up trying to follow the reasoning of the majority. Especially because my friend wasn't perfect, she had a thousand and one flaws, like any normal person. But among them, false she never was. I'm sure if Salma had slept with Daniel, she would have remembered. Also because she wasn't a weak woman for drinks. Salma was an experienced, hard-working night worker.

Anyway, I wouldn't know until everything was resolved. Daniel would have to stand by his word and ask for custody. And at this point and all that was involved in the adoption process, faking a DNA test was shooting yourself in the foot. And he didn't have the clout or the money to go against Heitor Casanova. He could buy five fake exams and Hector would find the truth.

I opened the door of that private cabin, which was nothing more than a space with two armchairs that turned into a bed, a bathroom just for us, with a shower, in an environment that we could lock ourselves in and nobody would bother us.

The bench was in the middle ground, neither raised nor lying down. Heitor was sprawled out with his head turned to the side. I realized that I was asleep. The shirt with the top two buttons open. Tie loosened. I didn't understand how he never got rid of all those clothes.

I passed the lock on the door, from the inside and propped myself up, analyzing my husband. Yes, my heart beat so fast when I saw him there, so beautiful, so perfect, so mine. That man made me completely lose my mind. And it made me pick up the pieces of what had become my heart, binding it together in a way that was like it had never been broken before.

Intense, haughty, imposing... At the same time sensitive, sweet and romantic. I never knew which Heitor I would have ... But the certainty was that, regardless of who it was, they were all wonderful.

I walked slowly to the armchair and knelt on the floor between her legs. I slowly unbuttoned the pants and unzipped them carefully so as not to make any noise.

It was night and there was little light in the cabin. Nicolete would certainly also take the opportunity to rest while Maria Lua took her nap. And I would abuse my husband and our non-traditional honeymoon.

I touched his cock over his underwear while he stirred, not waking up. I smiled, sliding his underwear down a bit, exposing his genitals. Here's something I've never seen: Heitor Casanova with a soft dick. And I knew it was only that way because I hadn't touched it yet.

I ran my tongue over my lips, moistening them and took his cock, licking the glans with desire.

He slid his body a little towards me and groaned, starting to stiffen. He didn't open his eyes and I wasn't sure if he was awake or asleep.

While my hand stimulated him, he grabbed everything he could, feeling his cock get hard in seconds, dancing in my mouth, accepting the play of biting lightly.

Hector opened his eyes and was visibly confused when he saw me sucking him.

- This is a dream? - He spoke along with a weak moan, while the legs tightened my body.

- It's our dream, disqualified – I licked its length slowly, starting at the testicles and ending at the glans – I'm a wife who loves to satisfy her pervert husband's desires.

- Fuck, your mouth is perfect with my cock inside it, Barbara Casanova.

- Now I'm going to avoid talking, husband... I need to concentrate on the perfect blowjob. You only have to worry about one thing: coming... In my mouth.

- Fuck... Fuck... A thousand times fuck. He groaned, stunned.

- Yes, I want a lot of cum, you perverted pervert!

I don't remember putting as much effort into doing anything as I did in that blowjob. It was the two of us and the intense, insane feelings that brought us together. I wanted that man more than anything. And I wanted him to be eternally crazy about me, like I was about him.

As I sucked it, letting part of the saliva run down the extension, sliding perfectly over my lips, his hands reached the straps of my dress, taking it down leisurely, next to the bra.

His warm fingers pushed the fabric down and pinched my nipples, making me moan in lust.

- I'm going to fuck you the whole trip, Barbara! - He said, panting.

- That's all I want, disqualified.

I sunk as much as I could his cock in my throat, feeling the fingers tighten the sensitive skin of the hardened nipples and all my intimacy moistened, crying out for what I had in my mouth.

One of his hands began to masturbate next to mine, causing her to do the same movement as him.

- You naughty... - He spoke in a thin voice before giving me his warm sperm, which I swallowed until the last drop, following the movement with my hands, feeling it shudder in my mouth until there was nothing left.

Just as he fucked me until he couldn't take it anymore, coming and going until he softened and hardened again, I did the same, paying in kind the daily kindness he showed me in sex. I sucked on him until he softened and took my mouth off him.

Hector's thumb grazed my lips hard and he took my hands, pulling me down to sit on him. I opened my legs and fit into his body, bringing my mouth to his, speaking low, with part of his lip between my teeth, in a light and sexy bite:

- Do you want to feel... Your taste... Disqualified?

He sighed:

- I want to taste myself in your mouth, on your tongue... Bite me, Barbara...

I bit down on my bottom lip without much force, then repeatedly kissed her on the mouth until I got tired. I couldn't pull away, because his hand pulled my head towards him and his tongue entered my mouth, making us dance that dance that only the two of us knew, so intimate, so sexy, that it made me burn inside and soaked. the cunt.

I felt his cock start to grow under me and I wrapped my arms around his neck, my hands squeezing the back of his neck towards me as my pussy rolled over him, making him grow and harden.

Heitor grabbed my hair tightly, making me pull away and face him:

- Did I already say that you are a disqualified madwoman?

- Yes... And did I already say that you are a perverted pervert?

- I am... Completely perverted and obsessed with you... My Bárbara...

I settled on top of him, making him fully enter me, inch by inch. I put my feet on the bench seat and kept rolling, feeling my body shudder with pleasure:

- I don't want to talk, disqualified... I just want to fuck... Because I'm worthless and you know it.

- Roll on my cock... Hard... - He moaned extremely loudly as he squeezed my ass hard.

- Heitor, don't make any noise... - I asked, in a low voice.

- Scream, my crazy girl... As much as you want... The cabin is soundproof.

- Do you swear?

- Yes... - He smiled, going against a nipple, sucking it hard.

I groaned loudly, not caring about the noise we might cause. I rolled on him until Heitor couldn't take it anymore and when I realized he was going to come, I couldn't contain my pleasure anymore and let my orgasm release with him.

My body shuddered and I felt my heart beat faster. I laid my head on his shoulder and hugged him, taking in his perfect scent.

- I love you, Heitor Casanova. – I confessed, knowing that I could tell him that for every day, several times.

- No more than I love you, you crazy.

I smiled, even though he didn't notice. There was a time when it offended me when he called me crazy or crazy. Now I knew that was exactly what made him fall in love with me. Heitor liked me the way I was. He never tried to change me.

- How long before we arrive? – I asked.

- Not a lot. Piemonte will never be the same after Heitor and Bárbara Casanova.

- Not at all... I want to have sex in a grapevine... Is it possible?

- It is possible to have sex wherever you want, my love.

- I like to have sex with you anywhere, Heitor, but I confess that my favorite is still the elevator.

- You like me to eat you standing up, don't you? – He lightly bit my neck.

- I think so. - I started to laugh.

- So get up, naughty... I'm going to eat you there, on the wall, while you look out the window.

I got up, the dress with the chest down, my breasts bare, the panties entering my pussy and feeling my body on fire.

- I'm horrible. - I spoke.

- Perfect... Absolutely perfect – Heitor said pushing me to the jet wall, leaving me with my back to him.

I felt my dress fall to the floor at once, followed by my panties, exposing my complete nudity. I stood with my back to him for a while, and he said:

- Here's how I find her most beautiful: naked... Completely naked... For me.

- Come on, husband – I stuck my ass in his direction – I know you like that.

We landed in Piedmont at a private airport. An armored car was waiting for us and Anon would drive it. Sebastian had left everything ready to welcome us to his lands.

He had said that it was cold in that region, but as soon as I felt the icy wind, I was sure that I didn't pack enough clothes to keep us warm.

- Do not worry. The house certainly has heating. Hector reassured me.

- But what if Maria gets a cold?

- Don't worry... - Heitor reassured me.

- Are you happy with the trip? – I asked Maria Lua – Mom, Dad and Malu... Strolling together.

Yes, that was a rarity. We were almost prisoners in our own home, because of the many people who wanted to harm us.

- Daddy... Well...

- I think she misses Ben. – Anon spoke immediately.

I laughed. It was the first time that he manifested himself like that, without us calling him.

- I think you're missing Ben, Anon. Hector chuckled.

- But she said... Be. – He observed.

- She named the cat Be, Anon. – Nicolete explained, laughing.

- But... That's weird.

- She loves Ben so much that just as she liked the cat, she decided to name him Be.

Malu laughed, showing her tiny white teeth, seeming to understand what we were talking about. God, how could she make me so, so happy with just a smile?