Page 189 of Risks of Temptation

"Yes. Do you like it?"

"You look amazing in it." His hand slides under the strap, and he plays with my nipple.

"Oh God, I've missed you."

"It's only been since this morning, ma belle."

"I know. Too long." I sink onto his hard erection.

"Oh, ma belle," he murmurs, sucking on my earlobe.

I'll never get enough of the way his body fits into mine or the smoothness of his skin as it glides against my walls, filling and stretching me.

"Do I feel good, my husband?" I slowly move up and down on his shaft.

He quietly groans. "Always, ma belle."

I stick my breast in his face. He moves the leather over with his tongue and sucks on my nipple. It puckers in his mouth. He rolls his tongue around the edge, sending tingles to my core.

I slide both my hands in his hair, kissing the top of his head, inhaling his leather and lime scent. "I will never get enough of you, my husband. Never."

"Good. Don't," he replies and takes my other breast in his mouth. He moves his hand between us, slowly circling my clit with his thumb.

"Oh God," I moan. It might be loud. I'm not sure. I don't really care.

I dip down to kiss him, and he fists my hair, pulling my head back. He kisses around my Malin collar then presses his lips to mine.

Our kisses are slow and lazy, like his finger and the way I'm riding him. It's a slow burn of fire, building and growing until our bodies are pulsing and sweating.

My walls spasm on him as he slowly rubs my clit into an orgasm, never speeding up, making it last. "Oh God!" I cry out, forgetting that anyone else is on the plane.

He speaks low in French. "My beautiful ma belle. When we get wherever we're going, my mouth is taking this hot pussy of yours."

"Yes. Oh...please," I beg.

"You want that? Hmm?"

"Please. But your cock...oh God," I breathe, loving every shimmy of his shaft on my walls.

"You want more of my cock, too?"

"Yes...please... I need it all...all night...please..." I move faster on him. "This won't be enough."

"No?" He thrusts harder in me.

"Yes... Malin...oh...like that...oh...oh!"

"You want it harder, ma belle?"

"Yes," I cry out.

He grabs both my hips and pumps me quickly on him, thrusting up every time I come down, hitting my G-spot and sending me over the edge. "Oh my God!" I scream.

There's a beep. The pilot says, "Landing in Bermuda in five minutes. Please put on your seat belts. There will be some turbulence."

The plane shakes, and the rattle of the overhead bins fill the air.

"Holy…" I yell as the turbulence gets more intense, and Malin slams into me, coming as I do, expanding my walls as I soar into euphoria.