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By itsshawtybae

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: ฬ—ฬ€โž› Introduction
chapter 1
chapter 2
chapter 3
chapter 4
chapter 5
chapter 6
chapter 7
chapter 8
chapter 9
chapter 10
chapter 11
chapter 12
chapter 13
chapter 14
chapter 15
chapter 16
chapter 17
chapter 18
chapter 19
chapter 20
chapter 21
chapter 22
chapter 23
chapter 24
chapter 25
chapter 26
chapter 27
chapter 28
chapter 29
chapter 30
chapter 31
chapter 32
chapter 33
chapter 34
chapter 35
chapter 36
chapter 37
chapter 38
chapter 39
chapter 40
chapter 41
chapter 42
chapter 43
chapter 44
chapter 45
chapter 46
chapter 47
chapter 48
chapter 49
chapter 50
chapter 51
chapter 52
chapter 53
chapter 54
chapter 55
chapter 56
chapter 57
chapter 58
chapter 59
chapter 60
chapter 61
chapter 62
chapter 63
chapter 64
chapter 65
chapter 66
chapter 67
chapter 68
chapter 69
chapter 70
chapter 71
chapter 72
chapter 74
chapter 75
chapter 76
chapter 77
chapter 78
: ฬ—ฬ€โž› Epilogue
BONUS CHAPTER

chapter 73

119K 3.3K 2.9K
By itsshawtybae

A I R L I N E

"You know Amilia is going to kill us, don't you?" I smile as he takes a left turn.

"Not when we're thirty thousand feet in the air," he shrugs his right shoulder and my eyes grow wide.

"How are you going to get plane tickets in time?" I ask and he entwines our fingers, kissing the back of my hand.

"You're underestimating me, tesoro," he grins. "Plus, who needs plane tickets when your fiancé has her own airline," he looks over at me and I knit my brows together.

"But I don't have... I do?" I quickly say and he nods. "Wait," I gasp. "You meant it? Like you actually meant what you said?"

"I thought I told you not to take what I say lightly."

"But I agreed to letting you spend money on me."

"Exactly. You agreed to let me spend money on you. So I spent the money by buying the airline anyway."

I drop my face in my hands - slowly shaking my head - and he chuckles as the car slowly comes to a hault. Slowly raising my head, my eyes grow wide at the private jet in front of us.

"Woah," I softly breathe and he let's go of my hand.

He gets out and opens the car door for me. I get out, holding onto the car door.

"Close your mouth for now," he whispers before kissing my cheek.

We share smile and he wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me with him.

I see five men to my right and another five to my left. They're standing in a row, facing us as we approach the jet.

"Mr. de Luca," a strong Italian accented man says as he walks out and down a few steps.

Antonio takes his hand as he reaches the bottom.

"Mrs de Luca, I presume?" he shows me a light smile and even though I'm mentally I screaming, I still nod. "Mr. Arnold Giuseppe," he extends his hand.

"Nirah," I smile and he shakes my hand.

He leads Antonio and I into the jet and my jaw drops as I look around. I hear Arnold and Antonio speak some Italian as I walk further in further.

After introducing me to the pilot, co pilot and two flight attendants, I could finally sit down and relax.

I sat down opposite Antonio and he reclined in his seat, throwing his head back. He let out a heavy sigh and I couldn't take my eyes off of him. He's fucking gorgeous.

He lifted his torso upwards, sliding down just a little lower. He licked his bottom lip as he crossed his arms over his chest.

I crossed my legs as my eyes slowly followed up from his legs, up to his chest then finally his lips.

His lips formed into a grin and I realized I was starring.

I quickly cleared my throat, looking out the window to distract myself.

How am I supposed to control myself when this is the man I'm marrying.

Soon the jet took off and he directed me to the bedroom where I could get changed.

Before we had taken off, he had one of the flight attendants go to the nearest shop and buy me a few things since it was going to be a long flight.

I changed out of my dress and realized that I decided on no panties and since my dress had an exposed back, I wasn't wearing a bra either.

I pressed my lips into a thin line as I stood with a pair of shorts in one hand and a skirt in the other.

Shrugging my shoulders, I put on the skirt and a cute little top that definitely showed my nipples.

Little miss flight attendant had good taste.

I walked back out and sat across from him, crossing my legs. I felt his eyes on me and I tried hiding a smile by placing my thumb underneath my chin while my other fingers covered my mouth.

He could see right past my bullshit and I knew it.

antonio

"Come here," I say and she clears her throat. She gets up and walks over to me. I pull her down onto my lap and she straddles me.

"You seem tense baby," I say locking my fingers behind her lower back. "Something you wanna tell me?"

"No," she shakes her head as I softly massage her lower back.

"You sure?" I ask moving my hand to her inner thigh.

She sucks in a quick breath as my finger brushes against her clit. "You're not wearing anything underneath?" I raise a brow at her and she smiles, shaking her head. "Have you been like this all day?" I ask and she nods.

"Panties are overrated," she shrugs her shoulders and I grab onto her waist with one hand while wrapping the other around her throat.

I pull her in, smashing my lips against hers.

She grinds her pussy against my leg and my hand around her throat tightens. "What about..." she breathlessly asks between kisses. "Won't they-"

"They don't come in here unless I ask them to," I answer and she softly groans into my mouth.

She grinds her pussy against my leg and I bite her bottom lip before going in to suck on her tongue.

I slide my fingers between her thighs and she breaks the kiss.

She's so wet already.

I slid her skirt up completely and dipped my fingers in her wetness that dripped down her thigh. I lightly brushed it against her pussy and she softly whimpered. She quickly covered her mouth with her hand and I couldn't help but smile as she then proceeded to slowly lower her hand.

She parted her lips and I leaned in to kiss her. As soon as our lips touched I slid two fingers inside of her. She released a heavy groan into my mouth. I deepened the kiss as my fingers moved in and out of her very slowly.

She held onto my shoulders as she broke the kiss. Her lips slightly parted as I added a third finger. She let out a soft gasp, pressing her fingers into my shoulders.

She's definitely a fucking sight for sore eyes.

"Ride my fingers, tesoro," I whisper against her lips and she moves her hips back and forth.

I watched exactly how my fingers made her feel. The way she scrunched up her face in pleasure and bit her bottom lip multiple times.

How she'd clench around my fingers with a little gasp.

"Good girl," I smile and she lays her head on my shoulder.

"Ohhh," she heavily breathes.

Her hot breath fanning against my neck, her soft little cries and her lips brushing against my skin all made me want to fuck her right here.

I cupped her pussy as she rolled her hips into the palm of my hand. As her movements slowed, I curled my fingers inside of her and she bit down onto her bottom lip.

"Just like that," I whisper into her ear, kissing her neck. "I want you to soak my lap, can you do that for me?" I softly whisper into her ear as I run my hand down the back of her head.

"Mmhm," she whimpers, letting out a soft cry thereafter.

I kiss her neck, slowly moving down the front of her throat. She throws her head back, running her fingers through my hair.

I watch as she grinds her pussy against my fingers, slowly drenching my hand.

Her hips slow down as she pulls her head back to look at me. I pulled my fingers out of her and she rested her forehead on my shoulder, catching her breath. I licked my fingers, purposely groaning in pleasure and she hid her face in my shoulder softly laughing.

She pulled back and wrapped her arms around my neck, giving me a quick peck on my lips.

I stood up, carrying her to the bathroom where I cleaned her up. She yawned as I carried her into the bedroom. I laid her down and she pulled me down next to her.

She got on top of me, showed me a tired smile and stuck her hands underneath my shirt, wrapping her arms around me. She rested her cheek on my chest and both legs between mine.

I tightly wrapped my arms around her and she slowly drifted off. I kissed the top of her head and soon enough I fell asleep as well.

I woke up without Nirah in my arms. I looked around, noticing that it was dark outside and she was no where to be seen. I stood up for a second until I heard laughing coming from outside the bedroom door

I stepped out but there was no one. The laughter had seemingly been coming from the cockpit.

I opened the door and found her laughing and conversing with the pilots.

"Ah. You're up," she smiles. "They were just teaching me a few things," she innocently smiles and I nod. "They're so cool," she excitedly whispers to me.

"Where's that flight attendant, I bet she can teach me a few things," I yawn, walking out.

"You're not funny," she mumbles behind me. "Speak of the devil and she shall appear" Nirah rolls her as the flight attendant approaches us.

I understand why Nirah's getting jealous.

The flight attendant has done nothing to hide the fact that she was checking me out a couple times. She also started flirting with me as soon as we got onto the plane.

"Mr. de Luca, sir," she sweetly smiles. "I've prepared dinner in the other compartment for you."

"Thanks sweetheart," I smile. "Are you perhaps on the men-"

Nirah immediately hits the back of my head with her hand and I groan in pain as my hand gently rubs the sore spot.

For someone with small hands, they hit really hard.

She grabbed my ear, pulling me down to her level. "Finish that sentence and I'm going to fucking kill you," she hissed and I couldn't help but smile.

"Thank you sweetheart. You can go now," she forces a smile, pulling me by my ear. We stop in the bedroom and she shuts the door. "Are you trying to get thrown out of this plane?" she asks crossing her arms over her chest.

"Says the girl giggling with Rick and Morty," I roll my eyes as I fall back onto the bed, crossing my feet.

"That's mean," she gasps, trying to hide her smile. She throws a pillow at me and I chuckle. "Just because one of them has white, spiky hair - old age of course - and the other one has a cute round face with brown hair, does not mean they look like Rick and Morty," she scoffs at me. "Wait, how do you even know who that is?"

"I've heard you watch it a few times," I admit. "But that's exactly what it means," I say, raising a brow at her.

"Yeah well at least I wasn't flirting with Velma," she says, making circles with her fingers in front of her eyes.

"I don't know..." I slowly trail off. "The glasses were sexy," I grin, putting both hands behind my head and she rubs her tongue on the inside of her cheek, narrowing her eyes at me.

"Yeah you're right," she snickers. "But don't play with me," she warns and I smile.

"Come here," I say and she hesitantly walks over. I pull her onto my chest, wrapping my arms around her.

She sighs, resting her cheek against my chest.

"You're turning me on by getting jealous," I grin as I kiss the top of her head.

"I'm sure Velma could help you out," she dramatically says, lifting her head.

Looking at each other we both smile, bursting out into laughter.

We laid in each other's arms while I listened to her talk about anything and everything.

I could listen to her voice for hours.

She got hungry and we got up to have our dinner. Before we knew it, we'd already landed.
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