13. Grayson

CHAPTER 13

GRAYSON

J ade's eyes are the size of saucers as she steps onto the private jet and sits down in one of the beige leather seats. She runs her hand over the polished wood armrests. "There is no way that your dad owns a plane this nice."

I stow my work bag in the overhead compartment, putting hers beside it before going to the little bar in the back corner. "Had it since I was a teenager."

"You never mentioned it when we were in college."

"Well, I was pretty sure that you were a she-devil just using me for my dick and my money while also screwing me out of being the top of the class."

The corner of her mouth twitches. "Grayson, I've never given a damn about your money."

"I can see that now." I grab two of the small bottles of champagne, open them and hand her one as I take the seat across the aisle from her.

She puts her champagne down on the little side table. "You know, New York is a big city. I was pretty sure I was going to be able to spend the rest of my life without seeing you again."

"You were on a pretty good streak there."

Jade smiles slightly and leans back in the seat, buckling up as the flight attendant boards and does a quick safety demonstration.

As soon as the flight attendant disappears into the cabin, Jade glances at me. Her lips twitch slightly, and I can see the words on the tip of her tongue even though she's holding back whatever it is she wants to say.

"You know, if you're going to sit there and look at me like that, you're eventually going to have to tell me what's on your mind. The curiosity will kill me."

She laughs, her eyes rolling. "You don't want to know what I was thinking."

The engines whir to life, and the plane starts to creep forward down the tarmac.

I link my hands together behind my head, stretching a little and trying to get comfortable for the long flight ahead of us. "Try me."

There's an impish smile on her face as she crosses one leg over the other, her biker shorts climbing higher up her thighs. "I was thinking that I haven't gotten a chance to join the mile-high club yet."

"There's a bed in the back." I nod to the door at the other end of the plane, just beside the bar. "The crew won't be able to hear us back there."

A light flush creeps from her cheeks down her neck and onto the tops of her breasts.

If there's one thing I don't think I will ever get tired of between us, it's the way that she still blushes even after we've spent hours exploring every inch of each other.

At this point, I probably know her body better than I know my own.

The second the seatbelt light turns off, Jade is out of her seat and heading toward the back of the plane.

She disappears into the bedroom, shedding her clothing until she's standing naked at the foot of the bed and waiting for me.

I hurry after her, pulling my shirt over my head and sliding my shorts down my legs.

When I step into the bedroom, I slam the door shut before losing the rest of my clothing.

Jade smirks as she gets to her knees in front of me. Her hand wraps around my stiff cock, squeezing it as her hand slides up and down my length.

I moan, rocking into her hand as my fingers run through her hair.

Her tongue darts out, flicking against the head of my cock. She licks me from base to tip, tracing the vein on the underside until I'm ready to shove myself to the back of her throat.

She moans and takes me deeper, hollowing her cheeks and sucking hard.

My cock throbs against her tongue. She works it in time with her bobbing head.

Her mouth suctions around me harder as I thrust, pushing myself to the back of her throat.

"Good girl." I pull her hair back from her face, using my grip on it to guide her head. "Keep going. Just like that."

Jade moans and takes me deeper, her nails raking down the back of my thighs as she holds on.

I rock my hips faster, needing more of her as she grazes her teeth on the underside of my cock.

As she swirls her tongue around me, I'm aching and desperate to be buried in her, especially when one hand drops from my thigh and reaches between her legs.

I pull my cock from her mouth. "On the bed. Now."

She scrambles onto the bed on her back, legs falling open as I climb onto the bed after her.

My cock brushes against her pussy as I hover over her, claiming her lips in a kiss that leaves both of us gasping for air.

"Need you." She claws at my back as her legs wrap around my waist, pulling me closer.

I enter her in one smooth thrust, knowing there's no way I'm going to last long with the way her inner walls are clamping down around me.

"You feel like you were made for my cock." I pull her earlobe between my teeth, groaning when she digs her heels into my back, urging me faster.

My hips move faster as I drive into her, needing to feel the way she comes for me. I'm hanging on by a thread when she comes, my own release joining hers.

Moaning, I keep thrusting, letting her pussy milk my cock until I have nothing left to give her.

As I fall to the bed beside her, I get the feeling that this is going to be the quickest trip of my life.

Jade looks between me and the Eiffel Tower, her eyes shining. "This is the best thing I think I've ever seen."

"I still can't believe you've never been to Paris."

"I spend a lot of time traveling for work, but generally that's within the US. I haven't spent much time in Europe at all."

"Well, now that we've seen all the massive tourist traps, why don't I show you my favorite restaurant?"

She falls into step beside me as we turn from the tower, heading back into the streets of Paris. "I would love to."

I look down at her, watching the way she glances back at the Eiffel Tower as if it's a miracle that the thing is still standing.

Seeing Paris through her eyes is something else. I feel like I'm visiting the city for the first time. She looks at everything with a sense of amazement as we walk down the old streets.

She stops to take a few pictures of the buildings, sending them to her mom.

Each time she stops, I look around, trying to see what it is that has captured her attention before she pulls her camera out.

It's making me want to travel to other countries with her.

Thinking like that is dangerous territory, especially as I pull her into a restaurant and the waiter leads us up the stairs.

Her eyes well with tears as she takes in the rooftop garden. "Grayson, you can see the tower from here."

I chuckle, giving her hand a light squeeze as we're led to a table that faces the tower. "I know. I picked this place for the rooftop."

She sits down across from me, picking up the menu and looking through the options. "What's good here?"

"Anything. You can't go wrong with the seafood, though."

She nods, humming and drumming her fingers on the menu. "I didn't think that you were going to want to do the tourist thing with me when we landed this morning."

"Well, you've been wrong about me before."

The corner of her mouth twitches, her eyes shining with amusement. "I'm sure that I'm going to be wrong about you again. You seem to have a way of surprising me these days."

I search through the menu, looking for anything I'm in the mood to eat tonight as the waiter brings bottles of wine to the table and cracks them both open. He pours our glasses before taking our food order.

Jade leans forward, looking out over the vines growing along the wall to watch the tower as it lights up. "I didn't think that I was going to get a chance to come here in the next few years."

"You have enough money to sustain a lifetime of travel."

She shrugs one shoulder, gaze lingering on me as if she's wondering how much she should open up to me right now.

For some reason, I want her to tell me whatever is going through her head. I want to get in there and know all her thoughts about me, hoping most of them are good.

Although, I doubt they are.

Our relationship has been improving in the last few weeks, but it's still not as good as it could be. I still don't fully trust her, and when she looks at me, I can see the caution in her eyes.

"Tell me what's on your mind," I say, since it worked before.

Jade smiles. "My mom is getting older, and I want her to be able to travel while she's able to enjoy it, but my schedule has been so busy these past few years that planning a trip has been impossible."

"Tell me about her."

As much as I know we should be talking about the meeting tomorrow, I just want to hear her talk about anything other than work.

Jade lights up like she's just won the lottery. The more she talks through our dinner, the more I think I could spend the rest of my nights like this.

When we finally get into bed later that night, curling up beside Jade feels different. She nestles into my arms, the ends of her hair tickling my chest.

Her soft sigh, followed by deep breathing, soothes me in a way that nothing else ever has.

I try to shake off the feeling, but as I shift closer to her, one arm wrapping around her waist, I'm pretty sure I'm in trouble.

Just like all those years ago, I'm going to have to mark my life in what happened before Jade and just try to survive the mess that comes after.