Chapter 12 Chapter 12
N-n-no w-way!
Why is he being like this? Why is he so calm? Isn't he scared?
"Ladies and gentlemen, the captain has turned on the fasten seatbelt sign due to expected turbulence. Please return to your seats and fasten your seatbelts. Cabin service will be temporarily suspended. Thank you."
That was just an announcement, so everyone could be at ease, but why the hell are people more panicked?
My attention went to Hendeix, who was returning to his seat and looked at me playfully. Hell? Is he still into it? Dang. His eyes are asking for it. He's still not zipping his pants on yet and showing it all to me like he's tempting me to not worry about anything else but his damn veiny, mad cock. Is he trying to distract me? Is fear and anxiety all over my face?
"Curious?"
I frowned. "Of what?"
"How would it feel to ride a dick in the midst of turbulence? Will it go deeper, shaky and thrilling?"
I've cursed myself so many times in my mind. Why did I forget that he takes everything seriously?! Now, it looks like I'm the one who's going to suffer because even I'm being thought about and pulled by him.
"Ride my craft, my wife," he commanded while holding my arms to guide me on his shaft. "I'm your plane tonight...
"We'll go beyond the third heaven."
Crap, this shit. I am more scared of how lustful he is than the aircraft itself. He's really taking advantage of the moment when everybody is in fear, just like me.
He put my hands on his shoulders and then pulled me onto his lap. I stared into his eyes as my breathing deepened. Are we really going to do it here? What if someone saw us this time?
"Is this your first time riding a plane?" he whispered. My head just pressed against his neck. "Yes, it is my first time."
"Don't worry. The plane won't crash, but you will."
I gasped when he inserted his erect length into me. Fuck it. Why am I so drenched down there that it just slips all the way? And he's even getting bigger!
"Ahh—" I was cut off when Hendeix pressed his lips on mine. The intensity of his devouring is wild and unspoken. How can he make my body tremble in such pleasure? I was panting as he slowly pushed himself to me. This is insane!
"Fuck, why is it so good?" I moaned as I bit him hard on his shoulder. My heart was racing.
I can hear everybody in panic, but all of them are starting to fade away in my mind because what's clear in my ears are my pleasure sentiments and my husband's hard grunts.
I did not imagine that I would experience being fucked in the clouds. I am so close to the heavens. I can see the skies surrounding me. This is fucking delicious. The frantic press of our bodies, the tangle of our limbs, and the heat between them are flaring up my desires.
"Oh, god, I'm cumming... I'm cumming, Hendeix..." I gripped his nape, embracing him more. I was biting his ear as I continued gasping for air. I can also feel his tension, and I know he's also near. He stopped talking and just bit his lip.
I was about to withdraw when I heard an announcement that caught me off guard. They said that the turbulence had subsided, but what piqued my attention was the follow-up advisory.
"If there's a doctor or medical professional on board, please approach the cabin crew immediately. If there's a doctor or medical professional on board, please approach the cabin crew immediately."
I turned to the speaker and lost track of what I was thinking as we were in the middle of a different battle. I didn't have the chance to move myself off his dick. My eyes widened when I looked up at him. He's also perplexed. Dang, he exploded inside me!
"Mori," he called out my name when I distanced myself. I just swallowed when I saw his worried eyes and how they looked at me, asking for a dispensation. But that wasn't my issue; what's important to me was the repeated announcement again on the speaker asking for a doctor.
"I need to go," I spoke as I ran away from our private seats. I noticed he was trying to chase me, but I went to economy, and there I saw a commotion. My heart raced. Hah. I guess this is what it means to be a doctor: even in the most unexpected place and situation, you will be needed—even during your sexual intercourse with your husband.
"What happened to him?" I asked, turning to the passengers as well as the cabin crew, who were trying to get everyone to sit down and calm them down. I was still gasping for breath, and I could still feel my wet, sticky jewel because it was covered in my husband's semen. But I should set that aside. Especially when I noticed that no doctor stood up to help except me. Maybe I was the only doctor on the plane.
"He just fainted," the woman next to him replied. She was also old, like the man on the floor.
I crouched beside the man, calm and focused. I noticed how he's really pale, sweaty, and unresponsive, but it's a good thing he's still breathing.
"Sir, can you hear me?"