Page 63 of Triumphant Kings

“Yeah.” He grins wide. “I did.”

“So, want to tell me what this trip is?” I ask, reaching up to brush his hair out of his face, ignoring the fact that he’s still buried inside me and I’m bent into a pretzel.

“You’ll see.” He leans down, kissing me gently before untangling himself from me. He moves my legs from his shoulders, but holds them up as he eyes my pussy.

“What are you doing?” I ask, blushing as if we didn’t just fuck like animals.

“Admiring the way my cum drips out of your perfect swollen cunt.”

Groaning, I cover my eyes with my arm, my belly warming at his words, and gasp when he thrusts two fingers inside me.

“Want this to stay inside you all day?” he murmurs.

“You're crazy,” I mutter as he lets my legs down and removes his fingers.

“Only for you.” Smiling, I curl up in a ball and pull the blanket over me, too tired to say or do anything else.

I must have fallen asleep, because the next time I open my eyes, Collin’s waking me up.

“We’re about to land. We need to go to our seats,” Collin says as he dresses me, then lifts me into his arms.

I let him carry me, resting my head against his shoulder as he brings me out into the main part of the plane and places me in the seat.

After he buckles me up, he takes the seat next to me and does the same. Pulling the little window up, I see the sun starting to set, but I also see mountains. Lots of them.

“Where are we?” I snap my head over to Collin.

He grins. “Colorado Mountains.”

My eyes widen. “What?!”

“We own a cabin up here. Thought we could get away for the weekend. Just the two of us.”

Excitement blooms inside me, and I fall in love with this man all over again. “Fine. I won't be mad at you.”

“Thanks.” He laughs. “Good to hear.”

With excited eyes, I look back out the window, grabbing my phone to take some photos. I’ve never been out of Florida before. I’ve always wanted to see the mountains.

Wait... did he say we own a cabin? As in me and him, or him and his mom?

Wouldn’t it be the same thing?

Still so weird to think about any of that.

Once the plane lands, we get in a car waiting for us on the tarmac.

I feel like a damn celebrity. Private jet, then a car?

I’m expecting everything to be big and expensive, because Collin’s family is made of money.

So, it’s a pleasant surprise when we pull up to the cabin and I see that it’s the size of a regular cabin.

“It’s so cute!” I gush as we step outside.

“You like it?” he asks, laughing.

“Of course I do. Not going to lie, I thought it might be this big mansion size thing. I’m glad it’s not.”