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my
sweet pea?"
A small noise was his response, and he
brought her even closer to him.
She reached around trying to unhook her
bra.
"Not yet," he whispered, smiling, "you didn't
answer me."
She said slowly, "I don't think I'm anyone's
'sweet pea.'"
"Think again," he whispered against her lips,
before his mouth came down hard on hers.
His tongue flitted in and out, tasting,
tantalizing her, before his lips barely touched hers again. "Say
it," he urged, "tell me what you feel. Tell me what you like."
She moaned, "My breasts..."
Ram unhooked her bra with one stroke of his
hand.
Pulling up her top, and the bra with it, his
breath came out in a long sigh while his thumb came up and stroked
her nipples, one then the other.
Arching towards him, she moved in a sensual
rhythm, as he pulled back to look at her. "You are just the most
beautiful little woman I think I've ever seen," he whispered. His
lips kissed down her neck, to her breasts. Bringing his hand up to
knead them, his tongue rolled on her nipples, before he sucked them
each, one then the other.
"You like that, sweet thing?" he said softly,
kissing her lips, not giving her time to answer. He'd waited so
long to do this, he wanted it to last, and he wanted to last for
her, bring her to her peak.
He tasted her lips with his tongue, and he
couldn't resist rolling on top of her now, as he thrust against
her, while she responded in kind.
Jace felt his hardness and wanted him inside
her. He whispered against her ear while he thrust himself, kissed
her neck then her breasts.
Holding his head with both her hands, she
pressed him hard on her breasts, and his hand came up underneath
her, holding her hips up to meet his.
Quickly as he could, he moved and took her
boots and pants off, even her underwear. Just her crop top was
left.
Lying next to her again, his hand roved her
hips, her legs, then between her legs.
She moaned, while his fingers stroked her
expertly, and he continued whispering, rolling her, fingers inside
her now, as her eyes flew open, then closed again.
"Look at me," he whispered urgently.
She opened her eyes.
"Come for me."
Her eyes fluttered.
"Come for me," he whispered again urgently,
but she could tell he was smiling as he said it.
He laughed softly, as his fingers ran in and
out of her.
Her body stiffened, and she cried out with
pleasure, as he rubbed her quickly, expertly, while she found her
release.
Drawing her leg over his, spreading her legs
more now, his fingers barely touched like velvet, she thought,
gasping at the sensation he caused.
Ram knew she was close, and he whispered,
"Come for me, sweet thing. Are you ready? Mmmm..."
He slowed his fingers, felt her softness,
reveling in it, loving it, loving her. Soon, he felt her inside
squeeze tight, as he watched her lashes flutter on her closed eyes,
and she cried out, as his fingers delved further inside her.
"Come again," he whispered insistently, "Come
for Ram, sweet...sweet." And his lips came down on her breasts,
sucking, nipping softly, while she gasped and moved her hips in
rhythm.
But the plane jiggled back and forth then,
and the captain buzzed him.
Cursing softly, Ram gathered up her pants,
and said, "We need to buckle up, sweet thing." Then looking down at
her flushed face, "We can continue later," he said gently.
She nodded as she dressed quickly, and they
both went out to sit in the captain chairs.
Jace fastened her seatbelt and felt like
someone had let the air out of her.
But, she also noticed Ram wasn't saying too
much. He avoided eye contact and gazed at some spot above her head,
as a muscle twitched in his jaw.
"Is anything wrong?" she asked him.
"Nothin,'" he replied quickly, as the plane
jostled them around.
She gazed at him curiously for at least ten
minutes then watched as he brought his right hand up to his mouth,
rested his elbow on the arm of the chair, and breathed deeply.
His eyes came back to hers, his look heated
now. "The scent of
sweet pea?"
A small noise was his response, and he
brought her even closer to him.
She reached around trying to unhook her
bra.
"Not yet," he whispered, smiling, "you didn't
answer me."
She said slowly, "I don't think I'm anyone's
'sweet pea.'"
"Think again," he whispered against her lips,
before his mouth came down hard on hers.
His tongue flitted in and out, tasting,
tantalizing her, before his lips barely touched hers again. "Say
it," he urged, "tell me what you feel. Tell me what you like."
She moaned, "My breasts..."
Ram unhooked her bra with one stroke of his
hand.
Pulling up her top, and the bra with it, his
breath came out in a long sigh while his thumb came up and stroked
her nipples, one then the other.
Arching towards him, she moved in a sensual
rhythm, as he pulled back to look at her. "You are just the most
beautiful little woman I think I've ever seen," he whispered. His
lips kissed down her neck, to her breasts. Bringing his hand up to
knead them, his tongue rolled on her nipples, before he sucked them
each, one then the other.
"You like that, sweet thing?" he said softly,
kissing her lips, not giving her time to answer. He'd waited so
long to do this, he wanted it to last, and he wanted to last for
her, bring her to her peak.
He tasted her lips with his tongue, and he
couldn't resist rolling on top of her now, as he thrust against
her, while she responded in kind.
Jace felt his hardness and wanted him inside
her. He whispered against her ear while he thrust himself, kissed
her neck then her breasts.
Holding his head with both her hands, she
pressed him hard on her breasts, and his hand came up underneath
her, holding her hips up to meet his.
Quickly as he could, he moved and took her
boots and pants off, even her underwear. Just her crop top was
left.
Lying next to her again, his hand roved her
hips, her legs, then between her legs.
She moaned, while his fingers stroked her
expertly, and he continued whispering, rolling her, fingers inside
her now, as her eyes flew open, then closed again.
"Look at me," he whispered urgently.
She opened her eyes.
"Come for me."
Her eyes fluttered.
"Come for me," he whispered again urgently,
but she could tell he was smiling as he said it.
He laughed softly, as his fingers ran in and
out of her.
Her body stiffened, and she cried out with
pleasure, as he rubbed her quickly, expertly, while she found her
release.
Drawing her leg over his, spreading her legs
more now, his fingers barely touched like velvet, she thought,
gasping at the sensation he caused.
Ram knew she was close, and he whispered,
"Come for me, sweet thing. Are you ready? Mmmm..."
He slowed his fingers, felt her softness,
reveling in it, loving it, loving her. Soon, he felt her inside
squeeze tight, as he watched her lashes flutter on her closed eyes,
and she cried out, as his fingers delved further inside her.
"Come again," he whispered insistently, "Come
for Ram, sweet...sweet." And his lips came down on her breasts,
sucking, nipping softly, while she gasped and moved her hips in
rhythm.
But the plane jiggled back and forth then,
and the captain buzzed him.
Cursing softly, Ram gathered up her pants,
and said, "We need to buckle up, sweet thing." Then looking down at
her flushed face, "We can continue later," he said gently.
She nodded as she dressed quickly, and they
both went out to sit in the captain chairs.
Jace fastened her seatbelt and felt like
someone had let the air out of her.
But, she also noticed Ram wasn't saying too
much. He avoided eye contact and gazed at some spot above her head,
as a muscle twitched in his jaw.
"Is anything wrong?" she asked him.
"Nothin,'" he replied quickly, as the plane
jostled them around.
She gazed at him curiously for at least ten
minutes then watched as he brought his right hand up to his mouth,
rested his elbow on the arm of the chair, and breathed deeply.
His eyes came back to hers, his look heated
now. "The scent of
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