Chapter One Hundred and Ten
Chapter One Hundred and Ten
Ezra
Alana and I are on our way to LA on a private jet. I hired it, much to Alana’s dismay. I thought it would be easier for us and more comfortable for Alana. At least here, she can walk around or sleep if she wants, watch a movie on a big screen from bed, and the bathroom is nearby without a line waiting to get in. Thankfully for Alana, her morning sickness has eased tremendously. It isn’t completely gone, but nothing like it was. And she was able to bring any snacks and drinks she wanted on board. I also didn’t want her to be stressed out with going through airports, waiting in lines, and being around rude people, especially if they bumped into her. I am probably just being paranoid and overprotective.
Everything is fine with Alana and the baby. We found out after the twelve-week scan last week, but I still can’t help but worry about all the little things that could go wrong.
We will land in two hours. No one knows we are on our way, but I will tell my family I am back in LA after we settle in. Alana is also desperate to see Lucy and plans to surprise her. I will see my parents alone first before I see them with Alana to tell them about the baby. A part of me wants to keep the pregnancy to us for a little longer, but I know my mom will be thrilled, especially after what happened with Cora. She was devastated. Alana has a small bump, but it isn’t noticeable yet unless you know she is pregnant or is wearing a bikini. Maybe we can keep it a secret for a little longer.
I will talk to her once she has woken up because she is sound asleep beside me. I have my laptop out, looking at houses. We have seen a couple in the last few weeks, but none of them feel like home, so we are still looking. We will eventually find what we need. There isn’t a lack of choice; it’s more that we want it to be perfect because it will be our forever home. I am excited to start my new life in Scotland with Alana.
I’m distracted by houses until I feel Alana’s hand on my thigh. It seems to be running upwards towards my crotch. Is she trying to seduce me even in her sleep? I glance down and see her eyes are still closed. She must be. I chuckle at her doing it. She can’t keep her hands off me, even when she is sleeping. I turn back to what I am doing, trying to ignore her travelling hand because if I don’t, I will end up waking her up, and I don’t want to, not yet.
Alana shifts next to me, her hand cupping my cock with her hand. I groan loudly, and her familiar giggle rings in my ear. “So, you aren’t sleeping. You are being a tease.”
Her warm lips land on my neck, leaving a trail of kisses on my skin, and her lips fall on my ear. “No, I am horny,” she purrs.
I should have known. She has been horny a lot recently. I believe it is that stage in the pregnancy. “You are, uh?”
Alana pulls away from me and stands up. She kneels in front of me, closes my laptop and sets it down away from me. She smirks as she climbs onto my lap.
“Yes. So do you want to fix it for me, or am I going solo?”
I rest my hands on her ass. “Never solo when I am around, bright eyes,”
Alana crashes her lips to mine in a heated kiss. I happily kiss her back. She slips her tongue into my mouth, nudging mine, and they soon dance together perfectly. Fuck, I love it when she kisses me like this. I moan and swat her ass. Alana whimpers and runs her fingers through my hair, tugging on it as we make out.
She rocks her hips against me, causing some friction. She is more sensitive than usual because of the pregnancy, which is fantastic for both of us. For her, because she feels everything more powerfully, and for me, because I can make her come undone in seconds, and the way she reacts to me is damn sexy. Alana doesn’t hesitate to start fighting with my clothes. She pulls my tee off and tosses it away. It is probably a good thing the pilots can’t hear or see us.
I will make sure to clean up after us, but I am sure worse things have happened on this jet. There aren’t any rules which say no sex allowed, it’s not like it would have mattered since I’m not much of a rule follower.
Alana parts from the kiss and scrapes her nails down my chest to my stomach. I growl loudly as I grab her tee and remove it, making it join mine on the floor. I dip my head down and kiss her all over her cleavage as I reach behind her to unclip her bra and take it off. I brush the pad of my thumbs over her nipples. Alana cries out and arches her back. She grips my hair and yanks it to push my head back to allow our lips to meet once again.
Alana slides her hand between us, undoing the tie of my joggers, slips her hand into them and sneaks under my boxers. She strokes my cock, which is already hard for her.
“Mmm, so hard for me, already?” she whispers seductively.
I can only nod and moan in response. She climbs off my lap and demands me to take the rest of my clothes off. I do what I’m told, and she sheds her clothes too. I take a moment to admire every inch of my beautiful fiancée.
“God, you are so damn beautiful, Alana,” I breathe out.
She smiles sweetly at me and retakes her place on my lap. Alana lifts her hips slightly and wraps her hand around my cock to position me. Once she has me where she needs me, she sinks on top of me.
“Fuck yes, this is what I need,” she gasps out as her head falls back.
I groan at her tightness grips me. I will never get tired of this feeling.
Alana holds onto my shoulders and starts to rock her hips at a steady pace. I grasp them in my hands to help with her movements.
“Fuck, baby. I love how well you ride my cock.” I close my eyes and groan loudly, savouring the feeling.
“Yes, and I love riding it.” She whimpers, picking up speed.
I reach up and capture her lips with mine as she works her hips. She goes from back and forth to circling.
“Alana, give it to me, baby,” I beg and slap her bare ass.
Alana finds a burst of energy and rides my cock like a damn pro. She works harder and quicker.
“Yes, fuck, I love how good your cock fills me up!” she cries out.
“Christ, Alana, yes, just like that, baby,” I growl and slip my hand between our bodies to rub her clit with my fingers.
Alana gasps and shudders. Her nub is extremely sensitive. I grip her face and claim her lips with mine in a passionate kiss. I work my hips upwards but ensure not to apply too much pressure, as we find a perfect rhythm.
“I am close, Ezra, so close. Make me cum!” She squeals.
I dip my head down to pay attention to her nipples. Alana tangles her fingers in my hair and presses her body tighter to mine, my face buried between her breasts. She starts to tighten around me. I flick my tongue over her left nipple and do the same to the right. Alana whimpers, and her head falls back.
“Cum for me, Alana. I know you are ready!” I command and massage her clit a little harder.
She clenches around my cock, and her legs start to shake. She falls against my chest. She is getting tired because she is close. I grasp her hips and help guide them back and forth against me.
Alana’s teeth sink into my shoulder, and I hiss, not expecting it, but damn, it feels good. Her breathing becomes louder, and her entire body shakes. Her orgasm hits, my name comes loudly from her lips, and the warmth of her release soon spills around my cock. The feel of her coming is enough to send me over the edge. Pleasure soars through me as I curse and moan her name, erupting deep inside her.
The room is full of the sound of our heavy breathing. I stroke her hair as we calm down.
“Better now, bright eyes?” I ask softly.
Alana lifts her head to look at me. “Much. I am sorry I haven’t given you much peace recently, but I can’t help it. I am horny all the damn time, well, not all the time, but a lot of the time.”
“Alana, never apologize for it. I don’t mind one single bit. You can have what you need from me any time you want, sweetness.” I smile and kiss her.
“Oh, I am sure you don’t.” She snickers. “Um, we should clean up because we have made a mess on the couch, and I would rather not let anyone else have to deal with our mess.”
I chuckle and push her hair away from her face. “Yes. I will clean up. You relax, angel.”
“I can’t believe we just had sex in a private jet. Another new for me with you. I didn’t think there was anything new to experience.” She smirks.
“It’s new for me too. Trust me, bright eyes. We still have lots to experience together.”
“I hope so. I never want to stop experiencing new things with you, my love.” She smiles and kisses me softly.
“Don’t worry, I will make sure we don’t stop,” I say, each word with sincerity because I mean it. Alana steals another couple of kisses before she climbs off my lap and heads to the bathroom to clean herself up. She will probably fall back asleep soon. Yes, her energy levels are hit hard sometimes, and her sex drive is through the roof, but usually after she comes, she becomes exhausted.
The other couch is bigger and comfier, so she can nap there with a blanket until we land. I will continue to try to find us a home.
I join Alana in the bathroom, wanting to sort myself out before I pull my clothes back on.
“Ezra, do you mind if I sleep for a bit?”
“No, of course not, beautiful. You rest, and I can wake you when we arrive,” I suggest.
“Thank you. You are the best, and I love you,” she coos.
“I love you too, bright eyes.” I smile.
She pecks my lips and leaves the bathroom. I wash myself and follow her. Alana has already gotten herself comfortable by the time I reach her. I don’t know if she will sleep the rest of the journey or not, but we will find out.
I kneel by her side and rub her small bump. “You rest well, too, little one.”
“We love you, Daddy.” Alana beams.
“Not as much as I love you both. Now sleep,” I insist.
Alana rolls her eyes at me. “Yes, boss.”
I leave her to sleep and do what I need. It will be nice to be back in LA for a time. There is a lot I need to arrange, and I honestly have no idea how my family will react to the news of not only Alana and me being engaged but the baby, too. It doesn’t matter either way, because Alana and I have a plan, one in which no one else needs to have a say on.