Total pages in book: 52
Estimated words: 48585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 243(@200wpm)___ 194(@250wpm)___ 162(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 48585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 243(@200wpm)___ 194(@250wpm)___ 162(@300wpm)
I think that’s the first time Luc has said aloud that he cares for me, even though I already knew it by his actions and the fact that he’s risked so much just to help me escape from that hell.
“I promise I won’t reveal anything to anyone,” I swear. “Not even Isla.”
Luc nods and then turns to close the door at the front of the plane that separates the cockpit from the rest of the aircraft. Despite the cockpit door already being shut, he also secured the secondary door before getting another drink.
“You can get changed here if you want,” he says over his shoulder. “The bathroom is a rather tight space for that absurdly enormous dress.”
He turns around, highlighting the fact that he really is a gentleman. But I can’t get undressed because I can’t unbutton the bodice of my dress.
“Can you help me, please?” I ask hesitantly.
When Luc turns back around to look at me, there’s a darkened desire in his eyes, as if he’s trying to silence his sinful thoughts before they get the better of him.
Our adrenaline is still running high as he walks to stand behind me and unbuttons my dress. There are so many lace-covered buttons. It’s a painstakingly slow process, one that becomes more insatiably charged with each button that he loosens. I can feel his hands lingering along my backbone. He traces gently down the sides of my spine as he goes. I can hear his breath become labored as he reaches the last button. He sucks in a sharp inhale as my dress hits the floor.
I turn to face him before reaching for the robe, wearing nothing but the delicate white lace bra and panties that I had on beneath my gown, and the charm bracelet that he gave me with the tiny gold camera dangling from it.
Luc reaches his fingertip to graze across my nipple. It feels divine through the lace and sends a quiver down the inside of my thighs.
“Didn’t I just mention the rules?” he asks, with a hint of sultry mischief in his eyes.
“Yes, you did,” I say, joining him in his banter. “Arm’s length and no giving away that there are any feelings between us. But I thought that only started when the plane touches down in Las Vegas?”
Instantly, Luc reaches his arm behind my waist and pulls me against his body. The composed, controlled demeanor that he’s held onto until now snaps, and his protective instincts over me create a new desire that consumes me. I’m not sure yet if his actions outside the church have saved me, set me free, or plunged us both into a dire and inescapable situation. But with Luc, I feel more alive than I ever have before.
I reach down to undo his pants, sliding them off over his hips until they drop to the floor of the plane. I’m practically overwhelmed with delight when I see his very ready and waiting cock, erect and so filled with physical desire that the swollen tip is pink with pressure. With only the two of us on the plane and the cabin door locked, nothing stops us from satisfying our mutual desires again.
Luc snaps open the clasp of my delicate bra with ease and tosses it aside, taking a moment to stare at me in awe before slipping his fingers into the side of my panties and dropping them to the floor. Every time Luc looks at me, it makes me feel like I’m being worshipped. It’s a feeling that I’m not used to. I think I could get used to it easily, maybe even dangerously easily. It’s too hard to stay cautious when his mouth is on mine. It’s too hard to focus on my desire for independence when I’m overcome with my desire for Luc. Perhaps we are both hungry to choose our own fate and chase our own ambitions, and maybe the loneliness that we’ve suffered while being part of other people’s stories has pushed us together despite knowing that the world that we’re a part of is against our union. Who knows—maybe love can exist even inside this violent world of ours.
I push all thoughts of the outside world from my mind as Luc lifts me onto his hips and presses my body against the aircraft’s side, using the plane’s wall to steady us both as he lowers me onto his cock and enters me. Even if we weren’t flying over the city in an airplane, I would still feel as if I were flying above the world right now.
I run my hands across his chest, over his shoulders, and down his back, as I feel his muscles work, flex with every push, and pull, he makes between my thighs. Our tongues tangle together, and I feel intoxicated by the taste of him—strength and power, need, and desire. Those are the things that Luciano tastes like to me. He groans with pleasure as he thrusts deeper, touching a place deep inside of me that makes my entire body tremble uncontrollably. And as we soar through the sky toward Las Vegas, Luc and I soar toward ecstasy.