CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

JAGGER

Reaching under her sexy ass, I undo my seatbelt and lift her in my arms, as I rise from my seat and walk to the one bedroom in the back. I walk into the room and she glances around. It’s not fancy, not really. It has a king sized bed with dark gray sheets, a small end table, a tv mounted to the wall, which makes me slightly nervous, and a bathroom.

She looks at me with shock. “You’ve never fucked on an airplane before.” It’s a statement more than a question, but I want to make sure she understands, so I say, “No.”

“You’ve never fucked another woman in this bed?”

I chuckle lightly. “Just my future wife in a few minutes.”

She gasps. “What?”

Setting her on her feet, I admit, “The day I saw you at the catering table, I wanted you so fucking bad I could taste it. I told the guys, and this is a quote, ‘I’m gonna marry that girl.’”

“Jagger,” she whispers as she takes my hand and squeezes.

“They told me you were with the dildo, and then I saw him hit you, and I knew you were mine. Had he not mistreated you in front of me, I never would’ve gone after you. It’s a dude respect thing, even if you don’t like the guy. When he fucking took his fist to your face, all bets were off.”

She runs her fingers up my shirt and drags her nails down my chest. I grit my teeth, because she drives me fucking crazy.

“You should take your clothes off. There’s something I haven’t done yet, but really want to.”

Reaching behind my back, I grab my t-shirt by the neck, and pull it off, before tossing it across the room.

“What do you want to do, baby?”

She stares at me with lust filled eyes that make me hard instantly.

“I want to suck your cock, Jagger.”

There’s not a man on the planet that will argue with that. I sure as hell won’t.

“Get undressed, baby. I want to stare at your beautiful body while I fuck your mouth.”

“Jagger,” she whispers, “please.”

I know exactly what she’s asking. She doesn’t want me to look at her, because she still thinks there’s something wrong with her body. That’s the only thing I’d change about her if I could. Her self confidence.

I stroke my fingers down her face. “Please, baby. It’s me. I love looking at your body. It’s not going to get easier if you never do it.”

I’m not a goddamn psychiatrist, so I don’t know if pushing her like this is the right thing to do, but I do know if I don’t push her, it’ll never happen.

Lifting her chin with my thumb and forefinger until her eyes meet mine, I tell her, “I love every inch of your body. There’s no part I would change. All of your curves make my mouth water, and get my dick hard. Please let me see you, baby.”

She doesn’t say anything, but starts undoing her pants and pulling them down, so I do the same. When she pulls off her pink top and bra, I nearly lose my mind at the sight of her tits. Fucking gorgeous.

I motion for her to come closer, and she does, as she pulls her bottom lip between her teeth. While I planned to kiss her, when she drags her tongue down my chest as she kneels, I have no intention of stopping her. Running her fingers up the inside of my thigh, she takes my cock in her hand, and strokes me slowly, as she stares up at me while licking her lips.

“Do you want to know a secret, Jagger?”

“Yes,” I say through a clenched jaw.

“I’ve wanted to suck your cock since you sang Closer. You were so sexy, kneeling in front of me, singing those dirty lyrics.”

She drags her tongue from the base of my cock to the tip, before swirling her tongue around the head, flicking her tongue over the opening, and driving me fucking mad.

“Jesus, filthy girl. Take me in your mouth.”

“Jagger,” she whimpers as she squeezes her pretty thighs together, and slides her mouth down my cock.

“Fuck, baby.”

Her mouth is like a goddamn wet heaven. She slides up and down my length, never taking her eyes from mine, and this is far from my first blow job, but it’s as if it’s the first time feeling a mouth on me.

I stroke my fingers through her hair. “So good, baby. So fucking good.”

McKinley hollows her cheeks and takes me all the way to her throat.

“You better stop doing that unless you want my cum, filthy girl.”

She whimpers around my length, and I grip her hair as I move my hips back and thrust forward, hitting her throat. I glance down at her in warning, letting her know if she doesn’t want me to explode in her mouth, she should release me.

She pulls off my cock with a glare. “Stop treating me like a fucking victim and fuck my mouth. I want your cum.”

I slide my other hand into her hair, and hold her head still as I fuck her mouth, and watch my cock slide between her lips repeatedly. Glancing down at her again, I see the tears streaming down her face, and the visual is too stunning. I can’t hold back any longer. I fuck her mouth harder, even when I hear her struggle to breathe. She wanted this, and I do too.

She cups my balls, and moans around my cock as I come in her throat.

“Jesus Christ. If I didn’t know you were perfect already, I sure as hell would now.”

McKinley swallows and licks her lips, with a satisfied smile on her face. Placing my hands under her arms, I lift her to her feet.

Grabbing her waist on either side, I lift her, and she wraps her legs around my hips and arms around my neck.

“There are times when I want to go slow, but right now, baby, I need to fuck you.”

“Yes,” she says as I throw her down onto the bed, before turning her onto her left side. I lift her right leg and put it over my shoulder and slam into her, eliciting a sweet little gasp from her mouth. I place one hand on her hip, and the other on her stomach, which makes her tense up slightly.

“Baby, get out of your head. You’re with me and I love your body.”

She instantly relaxes and places her hand on my chest, digging her nails into my skin while I fuck her.

“Harder, Jagger.”

I slide my hand from her hip to her thigh against my chest, and speed up my thrusts until I’m fucking her as hard as I’m capable of. The pornographic sounds of our breathing, and her wet pussy, drive me crazy.

“Jagger,” she moans for me, and I dig my fingers into her thigh and drive into her harder, while she watches me with the sexiest expression I’ve seen on her face. Her eyes are blown wide with lust, her dark hair is splayed around her, lips slightly parted as she pants out her breaths, and her beautiful tits bounce with every thrust. I know she worries about groupies, but she doesn’t need to. No woman before her has ever wound me up the way she does.

“That’s right, baby. Come for me.”

Her pussy squeezes my cock tight, and it sends me over the edge. My orgasm comes fast and furious, as it tingles up my spine, and I shake slightly from the intensity.