BRITTANY
For the first hour of our twelve-hour plane ride to Bora Bora, Jason has eaten like a starving man and force fed me as well. Now that we both are full, a nap seems like the thing to do to pass the time.
The private jet he chartered is at the top of the charts in the luxury department. The bedroom has a queen-size bed that’s calling my name. I lean my head on Jason’s shoulder as he leans back in the leather chair next to mine and looks out the window.
“What do you think about going to the bedroom?” I ask him.
“I think that’s a fantastic idea,” he says as he gets up and surprises me by picking me up and carrying me to the back of the jet. “I think I’m going to keep you naked for the rest of our trip, my little apple tart.”
Laying my head on his wide chest, I sigh. “You make me feel so special, Jason.”
“Good.” He opens the door and puts me down on the bed. The man has my clothes off in no time at all.
I’m panting a little as I move back to get underneath the blanket and watch him pull his clothes off. It’s amazing how his stomach shows no signs of all the food he ate in the last hour.
“How does all that food not show?” I pull the blanket back, exposing my little food bump in my stomach, and frown.
As he climbs onto the bed, he says, “It’s my tight muscles, buttercup. And I like seeing you with some curves. You can plan on gaining at least ten pounds this week. I’m going to be feeding you like the queen you are.”
“Jason, really. I …” I have to shut up as he’s decided no more talking, only kissing.
As our mouths meet, my arms flow around his neck and pull him to me. Chest to chest, we kiss, and suddenly the fattening food I ate is far from my mind and all I can think about is how good this man tastes.
We finished our long meal off with a delicious red wine and it’s lingering in his warm mouth. I make a moan as our tongues move around together. Jason and I used to kiss forever.
He is by far the best kisser I’ve ever had. I do wonder if that alone would be a great reason to marry the man. Knowing you’ll be kissed well all through the rest of your life has to count for something.
He does this thing where he eases the kiss then gives me some light pecks, just before easing back into a languid and sultry kiss again. I hate to think about him perfecting this kiss with anyone other than myself and I hope one day I learn how to push all those thoughts out of my head.
As if sensing me thinking, he moves his hands up into my hair and massages my scalp. I moan with how good it feels and sure enough, my mind focuses only on him.
I don’t know how he does it. How he gets me off one thought and right back to him and only him. He’s amazing.
He has me very relaxed as he pulls his mouth off mine and trails kisses down my chin, over my chest, stopping to pull one tit into his mouth and running his fingertips lightly over the other one, making the nipple spring up and beg for more.
He only teases it, though. Tiny sparks shoot through both my breasts, going straight down south to create a heated need for him down there. I groan and writhe a bit. His hands move down to hold my hips still.
His hot mouth leaves my breast and moves down over my stomach. His tongue slips into my belly button, running around it and sending chills through me and making me giggle a little.
Heated sensations fill me as his fingers press into the flesh of my hips. He moves his hands around to grab my ass and lifts me up just as his mouth moves over my sex and his tongue touches my clit.
The sound I release is a mixture of a groan, a moan, and a tiny shriek. “That feels like heaven, baby.” I run my hands through his hair and love the silkiness of his dark short waves.
The way he kisses my mouth is the same way he kisses my intimate area. Slow, steady, wet. He takes his time with me and that is a thing which is greatly appreciated.
Maybe it’s his giving nature that makes other women come up to him and seek his attention. And here I go again, thinking about things that are going to make me angry.
I wish I could stop!
His tongue moves back and forth over my clit. Then he spins his tongue in lazy circles around it, over and over, until I’m arching up and screaming his name as I pull at his hair.
The climax is like a slow wave moving through my body and crashing right at the end of it. He doesn’t stop his kiss. He keeps it going until I’m a shaking mess and begging him to get inside of me.
The way he smiles at me with a lopsided grin as he ends his sweet kiss and moves up my body makes my heart beat even harder for him. His hands slip over my cheeks as he holds my face between his palms and moves his hard, long, wide cock into my quaking body.
Our eyes lock and I see his deep blue eyes go a shade deeper as he goes into me. “I love you, Brittany.” His words are intense. It’s almost as if he’s brainwashing me in a way, giving me intense pleasure and adding the words at precisely the right moment to get them etched into my brain. I can see exactly what he’s doing, but feel powerless to stop it from happening.
I grip his wrists as he continues to hold my face and make me look at him as he makes slow strokes inside of me. I try very hard not to let him get all up in my head, but as I look into his eyes, I just can’t do it. “I love you, Jason.”
The words slip off my tongue on their own. No real thought goes into them. But my heart sends them out, not my brain. My brain knows this can’t last. My heart prays it does.
A tear falls from my eye and he smiles. Another falls right after that and he kisses it away. His lips graze over my cheek to my neck. He makes little nips and sucks all over one side of my neck as he makes slow strokes into me.
The softest whisper comes from him. “Feel me, baby.”
His chest is against mine and I can feel his heart beating. Then I notice mine changes in small increments to beat at the same speed his is. His body all over mine is all-encompassing and seems to be pulling me into him even more.
Another soft breath warms my earlobe as he whispers, “Touch me, baby.”
My hands move over his rigid back. The muscles are tight and make small hills all over his back. I let my hands move fluidly over it, memorizing each peak and valley.
Pulling my right leg up, I graze his side with my knee, run my heel over the small of his back and rest it there, then do the same with my other leg. My legs wrap tight around him as I arch up to him.
I can feel him go a little deeper inside me and he moans with the sensation, “Baby, you feel like home.”
“I am your home,” I moan out.
My eyes open, as I didn’t know I was going to say anything at all. How the hell do these things just come slipping out of my mouth? Does my heart have more control than my brain?
I know I have to keep some of my guard up with this man. I know what he’s capable of. I know he can make me think he’s changed when he really hasn’t. What’s wrong with me?
His teeth press into my neck and he makes a hard thrust, and a grunt comes out of me as the wind is forced from my lungs. Three more hard thrusts as he bites me hard have me screaming as an orgasm ignites inside me.
He growls and jerks out of me, flipping me over and yanking me back, then slamming into me. His large hands move up my back and grip my shoulders as he holds me still while he slams into me over and over, making the orgasm go deeper and stronger and making me scream for mercy.
Maybe I’m getting too loud, as he pushes my shoulders down and my face plants into the mattress, where I continue to scream and shout occasional cuss words as the intensity climbs even higher inside my body.
I can hear him making loud animal sounds himself, as he violently rams his cock into my soaking wet depths. His fingernails rake over my back and it sends my body into a frenzy of desire and lust. “Jason!” I scream as I turn my face to the side. “God, baby, please!”
Suddenly he pulls out of me and flips me onto my back and drags my body down the bed as he stands on the floor and spreads my legs open. He’s at the right height to go right inside me and he plunges back into me with a loud groan.
One hand has a hold of my hip and the other is splayed out on my stomach. “Open your eyes, baby. Look at me,” he says between clenched teeth.
When I open my eyes, I see a wild man gyrating between my legs. His massive cock is moving in and out of me and I can see the hard muscle shining in the dim light.
He sees me looking and moves his hand down my stomach, then runs his fingertip over my very swollen clit. My hands fist as I moan and my eyes close again.
“Open your eyes, Britt. Watch me become part of you. Watch us.”
I open my eyes and watch his cock moving in and out of me as his finger moves over my clit and my body starts to shake. My insides feel like they’re on fire, the nerve endings are so alive and excited.
The first hitch of an oncoming orgasm hits me and my eyes dart up to his. He grins at me. “Come all over me, baby.”
Another little hit comes, then it breaks loose and I completely fall apart. Tears stream down my cheeks as he looks down at his dick as it moves in and out of my squeezing body.
I’m in ecstasy as he watches us joining and then he lets go. His heat fills me as his cock jerks inside me and he looks at me. His jaw is tight as he clenches it and makes a deep growl as he ejaculates inside of me.
He looks gorgeous as he orgasms, and I can’t take my eyes off of him. His body is shiny with a thin sheet of perspiration. His hair is hanging around his face in damp waves.
I notice his lips quivering a little as his jaw loosens. He presses his hand against my stomach as our bodies settle. He’s still inside me, letting my body pull the last bits of semen out of his cock.
“You are mine,” he tells me as his eyes hold me. “Never will another man touch you. Do you understand me?”
I nod and try to catch my breath.
“I want to hear you say it.”
“I am yours, Jason. Only yours.”
There goes my mouth again, talking straight from my heart!
“And I am only yours, Britt. Only yours, forever,” he says, then closes his eyes.
My heart is thumping steadily, trying to tell my brain, ‘see, I told you he loved us.’
My brain is numb and kind of in shock that my heart has gained so much control.
Only one thought comes from my brain: I hope you’re right!