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It still wasn’t cheap. But fuck it. If I couldn’t spend my money sweeping Lexi off her feet, what was it good for?

Her jaw dropped.

“The jet isn’t mine.”

I didn’t want her to think I was
that
rich. I didn’t think it would impress her, and for some reason I hated the thought of lying to her, even by omission.

I took a bottle of champagne from a bucket of ice. I popped it, pouring us each a glass. Lexi accepted the drink from me without comment. But she looked upset.

“This is the first drink I’ve had since the accident. No drugs.”

“That’s not what is bothering me Trent.”

Her eyes were wide with panic. I realized I had made a serious miscalculation. Something was wrong.

“I need to get back. For my sister.”

“What do you mean?”

“She can’t be left alone. Not for an hour, let alone overnight.”

“I don’t understand. She’s not a child.”

She took a deep breath. When she looked at me, her eyes were worried. Not just for her sister. She was afraid of what I might think.

“She’s disabled. I am her guardian. I should have told you. It’s just- well, it freaks some people out.”

I took her hand.

“It doesn’t freak me out. I’m just- fuck, I’m sorry. What if she stayed at my place, with the dogs? I have a friend there for the weekend.”

Lexi chewed her lip.

“I can call Mrs. Keeley and ask her to stay over. And the caregiver is there tonight. She’ll be there Saturday as well but not Sunday.”

I squeezed her hand. The last thing I wanted to do was make her worry.

“We can make it a one day weekend then. If I could turn the plane around I would. I’m so sorry.”

She smiled at me, exhaling.

“No, it’s alright. She’s used to me being away sometimes when I work overnights. I’m not mad. I just didn’t know.”

I grinned at her, leaning over to nibble her ear.

“That’s how surprises work, Lexi.”

I handed her the phone embedded in the wall. She picked it up, glancing at me.

“Do I need to dial 9 for an outside line?”

I laughed, shaking my head. I sat back and watched as she called her neighbor and then the service for the caregiver. Her hands her white where she gripped the phone. I felt like an ass for assuming she could just up and leave.

I was also touched by how obviously she cared about her sister. It’s not that I was surprised. She was a caring person after all. That was obvious. It must be nice to have family like that. I had no idea how it felt to have anyone want me for anything other than my cock.

At least, I knew I would not disappoint her with that.

She hung up, looking relieved.

“Everything alright?”

“Yes. Thank goodness the new caregiver is working out. The last three ran screaming.”

“I want to hear all about it. After.”

She giggled as I leaned over, nipping her neck. She smelled so good. I decided to… distract her.

Once the fasten seatbelt sign was off, it was game on.

It was a very long flight after all.
 

And I had Sexy Lexi all to myself.

Lexi

I moaned as Trent slid my dress off my shoulders. He’d started kissing me the moment the plane leveled off. My seatbelt had come off first. Then my shoes. Now he was working on my dress.

“Trent, what if someone sees us?”

“The pilot won’t come out. He’s kind of busy.”

I chewed my lip, not sure about getting naked on an airplane. It seemed wrong somehow.

“It’s a five hour flight. Maybe a little shorter if the winds are right. That gives us plenty of time to… entertain ourselves.”

He looked at me.

“I wouldn’t want you to get bored.”

I laughed. He was incorrigible. But then I nodded. I wanted what he wanted after all. What was the use in fighting it?

And he’d gone well out of his way to make this a memorable date. I wasn’t going to be the killjoy I was so often accused me of being. For just this weekend. I would let go.

I’d let Trent show me how the other half lived.

He rained kissed over my skin as it appeared. My shoulders. My arms. My chest. He grinned at me as he pushed my dress to the floor and carefully laid it over the back of his seat.

He stared at me, his eyes full of appreciation.

“Jesus, Lexi.”

His eyes were dark and hungry as his fingers trailed over my skin. Then he stood up and pulled me to the couch across the room. I followed him willingly, my legs feeling like jello.

I was shaking as he lay me down across the buttery soft leather. Not from fear. From anticipation.

I wanted this. Badly.

And from the look in his eyes and the huge bulge in his pants, he did too.

He pulled his shirt off and climbed on top of me. He smiled at me as he lowered his head to mine. His lips felt so soft and gentle. And then all the gentleness was gone.

His tongue dove into my mouth hungrily. It was as if he was starving and I was the only thing that could satisfy him. His hands were all over me. He moaned, murmuring that I was beautiful… soft… that he had to have me.

He kissed his way down to my breasts, pulling my bra cups down so he could get at me. His hands were hot on my breasts. His lips were even hotter.

He devoured me, one breast at a time. His touch was urgent but he was not in a rush. He was taking his time.
 

But I wanted more.

He was wedged between my legs, his huge package pressing against my knee. I wanted it higher. I wanted it against me.

I wanted it
inside
me.

Now.

I grabbed his hair, lifting him up to kiss my mouth again. Ah… there it was. He was up against me again. I rocked my hips without thought and he moaned.

“Lexi… I have to prepare you.”

“Hmmm… no, I’m ready.”

He stopped kissing me and stared down at me,

“Trust me, you are not.”

I blinked. He meant it. I pouted a little.

“Okay but hurry. Please.”

“Trust me Lexi, I do not want to wait.”

He grinned at me and started down my body again. This time he didn’t kiss his way down, or tease me. No, he ripped my fucking panties off.

I barely noticed him stuffing them into his pocket.

Then he dove face first into my lap. I gasped as his hot tongue filled me, pressing up and inside me. He was wasting no time, plunging his tongue in and out of me. Hard.

His hands gripped my hips. Kneading them, angling them outwards so my legs opened even more. I gripped the edges of the couch tightly, holding on for dear life.

He changed tactics then, moving his lips up to my clit. His tongue was so strong. I’d never felt anything like it. Not even close. This was different than the other times he’d done this. This time we were alone. We had time. And he was making the most of it.

Rapidly he flicked his tongue against me. My hips started to rise off the couch but he adjusted his shoulders so they pressed me down. Then he slid a finger inside me. I clamped down, shocked at the sensation.
 

Gently he stroked my inner walls, adding another finger. And then another.
 

I was out of control, close to cuming when he added yet another finger, circling them against my walls.

I realized what he was doing suddenly.

He was stretching me.

I came then, my body bucking against the weight of his shoulders. My whole upper body came up off the couch as a million stars danced in front of my eyes. He did not stop fucking me with his mouth and hand. And I did not stop cuming.

“Please- oh God- Please!”

It was too much. I couldn’t take it anymore.

And still he did not stop.

His mouth continued to work my clit as his hand disappeared. I heard his belt buckle coming undone. I was still shaking when his mouth finally lifted, only to be replaced by the wide, hot tip of his cock.

“Lexi…”

I stared up at him, in a daze.

“Are you ready, love? I’m clean.”

I nodded. I knew that. I’d seen his chart.

“Yes- Please…“

He pushed forward.

Chapter Fourteen

Trent

Hot, slick pressure engulfed the tip of my cock. I couldn’t believe it. I could hardly believe that Lexi was finally letting me inside her after all this time.

And fuck me, had she been worth the wait.

She felt like heaven. Silky, sweet heaven around me. I groaned, my hips twitching. Along with my balls.

Hell, my entire body was twitching with the effort of holding back.

I’d never had to be careful before. Most girls wanted it hard. Especially on camera.

That’s what I was known for. The Trent Davis mind-blowing pounding. It was something that only I could do.

Lexi could not handle that. And to be honest, that’s not what I wanted to do anyway.

I did want to drive forward and fuck her slowly until the sun came up. Fuck Hawaii. We could stay on the plane. Like this. I could spend the whole weekend balls deep inside her.

Except I wasn’t balls deep. And from the tight fit, I wasn’t sure I ever would be. Never had I felt something so exquisitely tight on my cock.

I stared down at the beautiful woman underneath me. Her eyes were closed. Her lips parted. Her cheeks flushed. Her hair was a mess. She looked hot,. Mega hot. I couldn’t wait to make her even messier.

“Lexi, am I hurting you?”

She opened her eyes.

“No.”

I groaned and eased forward a bit.

“What about now? Does it hurt?”

Her eyes were wide.

“No. It just feels… oh… it feels full.”

I tried to smile but it came out as a grimace.

“I’m trying to go slow- oh fuck Lexi you feel so good!”

My hips twitched again and I drove forward a bit. It was completely involuntary. I grunted with the effort of not moving.

Dear God, I wanted to fuck this woman straight into next Tuesday.

“It’s okay… you can…”

She clenched down on me, little fluttering aftershocks from her orgasm massaging my cock deliciously. That was it. I lost control.

To hell with it.

I didn’t go as deep as I wanted to. But I did start to fuck her. Each circle of my hips brought me inside a little further. Each time I pulled part way out, I hated it. The entire length of my cock wanted nothing but to be back inside her.

As deep as it could go.

Nice and slow, Trent. Don’t fuck the girl like a rag doll. I closed my eyes, focusing on what I was doing. Long slow strokes.

Not too deep.

Not too hard.

Something crazy was happening to me. My balls were tingling. My whole spine was sending spirals of pleasure to every inch of my body.

I was going to cum.

I had been fucking this girl for less than a few minutes and I was going to cum. That had never happened to me before. My whole body was lit up.

Lexi was going to make me cum. Way too fast. Fuck me, this was a first.

I stopped, bracing myself on my forearms.

“Lexi…”

“Don’t stop Trent. Oh God, please don’t stop!”

With a groan I plunged into her, deeper this time. I lost my tempo as I felt her cuming around my shaft. It felt like nothing I had ever felt before.

It felt like fucking heaven.

My cock starting to swell and ripple with the wave of cum that was about to rip through it. I started bucking my hips, completely out of control as my seed exploded from my cock with the force of a nuclear fucking missile.

On and on it went. I had no control over myself at all as load after load spurted deep inside her.

I finally slowed, but she was still vibrating on my cock. I stayed still, waiting for her shivering to subside. Then gently, I reached down and pulled myself free of her.

I’d never finished inside anyone. It certainly added a lot to the experience. But that wasn’t the only thing that was different.

No, that was one thousand percent Lexi.

I rolled over, cradling her on top of my chest.

With her, it had been a whole body trip. Not just cock and pussy. Or cock and ass. Or whatever and whatever. I’d made love to her with every inch of myself, body and soul. And she had given that to me too.

I kissed her temple, my arms holding her tightly against me.

I knew I was never, ever going to be able to let her go.

Lexi

I was still blushing as Trent poured me a fresh glass of champagne. I was dressed again, minus my panties. Trent had left his shirt unbuttoned. I didn’t mind. The view was… very nice.

We were nibbling on cheese and talking. I’d explained about Char, just a little bit. His eyes had been sympathetic, not judgmental. We talked about my parents and the rest of my family.

I noticed he didn’t say anything about his.

He did talk about his dogs a lot however. All strays. Apparently, he had a thing for taking them in. He had three at the moment, but planned to get more. He said something about ‘having the space.’

“I’m in the hills. On the rare smog free day you can see all of Los Angeles. All the way to the sea.”

“That sounds beautiful. I’ve lived in the same house all my life.”

“But you love it there right? Lots of happy memories?”

I gave him a look.

“Not all memories are happy, believe me.”

He tilted his head, waiting. He was a good listener. At first I’d thought he was all ego. Most hot guys were. And Trent was way more than hot.

He was fucking perfect looking.

But he was kind too, I was discovering. And extravagant. And a very, very generous lover.

He fed me another piece of cheese and I nipped at his fingers.

“Are you sore?”

I blushed.

“No, I feel fine thank you.”

He pretended to be offended.

“Fine?”

“Better than fine. Amazing.”

His hands stroked my arms softly, sending goosebumps up and down my skin.

“That’s more like it.”

He leaned forward, kissing the sensitive part of my neck.

“Oh… what are you doing?”

“Well, we don’t land for at least another hour or two.”

His tongue traced the edge of my ear.

“I wouldn’t want to waste it, would you?”