Taming Eric (20 page)

“Well a girl has to be prepared for all possible scenarios.” She laughed and he grinned a
t her.

Suddenly curious as to what she was reading he leaned across to try and read a couple of lines of her book but she turned it slightly away from him. “Give me that damned thing, what are you reading?” He snatched it from her hand and when Natasha lunged, trying to get it back from him, he held it high so she couldn’t rea
ch it.

“Damn you Eric, give it back.” She tried to grab it again but he simply held it high over his head, angled down so he could read part of her book. The few lines he read made him raise his eyebrows and he instantly felt horny as hell. Seems his quiet little PA liked reading er
otica.

Unable to resist teasing her he began to read out loud. “He ran his tongue down between her folds, lapping at the juices that trickled onto her thigh…” He shot her an amused look. “Is this your usual reading material baby?” He asked with a wide grin on his face. She looked like she wanted to hit him although she was blushing, clearly embarrassed that he’d seen what she was re
ading.

“Shut up Eric and give me back my damned kindle.” She held her hand out to him but he wasn’t finished with her yet. He continued to hold it high above his head and read out loud while she lunged trying to get the kindle out of his hands. Finally she jumped up, making one more frantic attempt to grab it from him, but she stumbled and fell onto his lap where he put his arm around her to stead
y her.

“Oh baby, did reading that make you horny?” He couldn’t resist and he laughed when she shot him a look that should have killed him on the spot. She was getting all fired up and he was getting turned on watching the fire in her
eyes.

With an angry snort she tried to pull out of his arms, but he held her against him, reluctant to let her go. “Let me go Eric.” She squirmed in his arms, but all she was doing was turning him on even more until all he wanted to do was take her through to the back of the plane and fuck her until they both came hard. “Eric.” Her frustrated voice cut through the desire clouding his mind and his eyes met hers, seeing the answering heat in her gaze. She wanted him as much as he wante
d her.

He pulled her closer and he saw her eyes darken when she brushed against his groin, feeling the hard ridge of his erect cock through his jeans. He plunged a hand into her hair, holding her head still so he could cover her lips with his, deepening the kiss until she opened to him and he could thrust his tongue into her mouth. His tongue doing the very thing his cock wanted to do to her
pussy.

It was the sound of someone clearing their throat that finally snapped Eric out of the haze of desire that surrounded them and he looked over at Claudette, impatient with her interruption. “What is it Claudette?” He snapped a
t her.

“You need to buckle your seatbelts, we’re about to take off.” She smiled warmly at him, her smile freezing when she turned her gaze on Na
tasha.

They both buckled up their seatbelts and Eric rested his head back on the head rest of his seat, struggling to get himself back under control. Dammit but she had him lusting after her const
antly.

The plane taxied out ready to take off and Eric listened to the engines whine as they began to power down the runway. He glanced over at Natasha and saw her hanging onto the arm rests of her seat so tightly her knuckles were white so obviously his PA had a fear of flying. He peeled her fingers loose and took her tense hand in his as the plane lifted into the air and began to climb ra
pidly.

Once they’d levelled off Claudette came through carrying a tray with a bottle of chilled water and a platter of cheeses and crackers which she placed on the table in front of them, her eyes shifting to him, giving him a big warm smile. He didn’t respond and after a moment of glancing between them, she left them
alone.

Natasha poured them both a glass of water and he took the glass she offered him, his mind occupied with how he was going to ask her about the mile high club. He must have been silent a long time because her voice was tentative when she asked him if he w
as ok.

Now that was a loaded question. He was nervous about the question he had for her, something he wasn’t used to feeling and he was still painfully aware of the hard on that pressed insistently against the fly of his
jeans.

“I’m fine. I’m ready to show you something if you’re interested.” He stood up and reached for her hand. “Come with me
baby.”

He led Natasha to the back of the plane, through a door that had been closed and waited while she looked around the room. It was the bedroom with a huge king size bed which dominated the area. There was another door which led to a small bat
hroom.

“For overseas trips the bedroom comes in handy. Much more comfortable than being stuck in a seat for a long flight.” He told her, watching her expression as she walked around, touching the bedding on the bed, the curtains over the wi
ndows.

She bent to run her hands over the silk bedspread on the bed again and Eric walked up behind her, reaching out to pull her sweet ass against him. With a smile on her face, she straightened, turning to face him. “Someone seems pleased to se
e me.”

He pushed his cock against her. “Someone is always pleased to see
you.”

“I bet your old girlfriends loved travelling with you in this kind of luxury.” Eric could hear the question in her voice and he knew she was fishing
again.

“You’re the first woman who has been on this plane other than Claudette.” He tol
d her.

“So why are we here now?” She gave him a coy look and Eric felt his cock twitch. He dragged her closer, grinding his hips against
hers.

“I thought you might like to become part of the Mile High Club.” He said, feeling the tiny shiver that ran through her
body.

“Do we have
time?”

Eric nodded. “It’s an hour and a half flight to Launceston. We have plenty of time baby.” He lowered his head, covering her lips with his, his tongue sliding into her mouth to curl around hers. As he kissed her, he dropped his hands to untie her black top and pushed it off her shoulders, tossing it onto the chair by the bed. Her camisole was next, then her bra and with her naked from the waist up, his hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs flicking over the nipples until they har
dened.

He pulled his mouth away from hers and lowered his head, latching onto one of her erect nipples and sucking it between his lips while his hand caressed the other one. Natasha groaned and Eric felt her hands at his belt, fumbling to undo it. Once she got it open she eased his fly down and slipped her hand inside. At her gentle touch on his hard cock he groaned and when she curled her fingers around him he swore softly under his b
reath.

“Slow down baby.” He gasped as she worked her hand up and down his shaft. If she kept that up he’d blow way too soon and he wouldn’t get the chance to initiate her into the Mile High Club. She ignored him, continuing to slide her hand up and down him and he could sense the urgency in her touch. “Natasha please, it will be over before it begins at this rate. I seem to lose all self control with you so don’t pus
h it.”

He grabbed her wandering hand with his and she sighed impatiently. Stepping back from her he removed his jeans and his cock sprang free, jutting out in front of him. Natasha licked her lips and approached him again, reaching out, trying to grab him, but he stepped back. “Bloody hell woman, what’s wrong with you, is the altitude affecting you or something? I mean it baby, slow down, we have plenty of time we don’t need to rush
this.”

When she raised her eyes to his, Eric groaned at the desire in her gaze. Fuck but she was going to bring him to his knees at this rate. Pre cum welled at the head of his cock at her huskily spoken words. “I want you to fuck me Eric. Fuck me hard, fuck me as hard as you possibly can.” And this time Eric didn’t pull away when her fingers curled around his cock again. It bobbed eagerly, obviously very happy to give her what she was askin
g for.

“Oh hell Natasha, what am I going to do with you?” He gr
oaned.

“Fuck me. Please Eric, fuck me now.” She whispered just before her lips met his and she kissed him like she was desperate for him. Well fuck but how could he deny her anything when she was begging him to take her hard and
fast?

With a deep groan he began to kiss her just as hungrily as her lips moved over his. Their tongues tangled, licking and sucking at each other as their arousal increased. He sucked her bottom lip into his mouth while his hands hastily opened her jeans and pushed them over her hips. She kicked them off and Eric slipped a hand between her legs, driving a couple of fingers into her dripping wet pussy. Fuck she was soaked, so wet it was nearly running down her thighs. He wasn’t sure what had her so incredibly turned on. Whether it was the altitude or the whole idea of the Mile High Club but she was going to be the death of him at this
rate.

“Oh fuck sweetheart, you’re so wet. Fuck I love how wet you get for me.” He turned her towards the bed, pushing her forward until her legs were against the edge of it. “Bend over.” He pressed between her shoulder blades and Natasha bent over, hands on the bed to brace he
rself.

Eric came up behind her running his hands over her back and hips before grasping her firmly and with one hard thrust, he buried his cock deep in her wet heat. Fuck but it felt so good. If it was possible to do it, he could spend his life buried in her pussy. He held himself still for a few moments as he fought to rein in his desire so he didn’t blow too soon and spoil her introduction to the Mile High
Club.

Maybe it was something to do with the altitude or Natasha’s desperate desire was addictive because suddenly he couldn’t hold back any longer and he began to slam into her hard, his driving hips pushing her forward, nearly knocking her over onto th
e bed.

It was not gentle, it was not love making, it was raw, passionate, animalistic fucking. He couldn’t slow down and it was possible Natasha was going to be sore after his almost violent assault of her body, but he couldn’t control himself. She just felt so damned good, hot and tight and wet, so fucking wet as he thrust into her over and over again, his balls slapping against he
r ass.

He knew he wasn’t going to last long at the rate he was going and it was a relief to hear Natasha’s breathing becoming more ragged and he could feel the muscles of her pussy closing around him. He felt her body tense and she screamed, her head thrown back as she came, her internal muscles clenching around him and he lost it, thrusting into her one more time before he started coming. He began to spurt hot cum into her, feeling it wash around his cock inside her as he thrust, before reality came crashing down on him. Fuck, he’d done it again, he’d become so consumed with her, he’d forgotten a condom. What the fuck was the matter with him? Frantically he pulled out of her and continued to pump his seed over her back, gasping to her that he wasn’t wearing a c
ondom.

Natasha started to sink down to the bed under him and Eric went with her, rolling onto his back alongside of her. He threw an arm over his face as the reality of his major second fuck up crashed down on him. Where the hell was his brain lately? Twice now he’d forgotten a condom. Fuck, fuck and double
fuck!

He pulled his arm away from his face to find her watching him. “Fuck it Natasha, we did it again, no fucking condom. I tried to pull out in time but I think I came in you a bit.” He sat up. “Hang on, don’t move, I need to clean you up.” With his mind preoccupied with the reality of his stupidity, not once but twice, he’d forgotten she was still lying there with his cum splattered over her
back.

Eric climbed off the bed and headed for the bathroom to get a wash cloth which he wet and returned to clean her. Once he’d gently wiped her clean he got back on the bed with her. “I’m sorry Natasha. I’ve put you at risk of an unwanted pregnancy again.” He shifted closer to her trying to read the expression on her face. “I told you, I’ll take care of it, if the worst happens
, ok?”

Damn but he couldn’t read her thoughts at all. She just lay there looking at him, saying nothing. He just prayed that they wouldn’t both pay for his mistakes. He didn’t want to be a Father and he was pretty sure motherhood hadn’t factored into Natasha’s plans anytime
soon.

Still she lay there saying nothing and Eric could feel himself starting to sweat. Was she really that worried or pissed at him? Perhaps she was quiet because she was plotting all the ways she was going to kill him? “You’re very quiet baby. What’s wrong?” He finally
asked.

“Nothing Eric. It’s ok, I’m not going to waste time worrying about something that might not happen and if it’s going to, nothing can stop it now
, ok?”

She didn’t sound angry fortunately, just resigned to whatever fate would decide. “You’re right of course but I really am sorry. Blame it on you just being too damned irresistible.” He tried to make light of it, but this was no light situation. Both their futures were riding on it. Again he could kick himself for being such a fucking
idiot.

Turning to him she smiled. “Please Eric, lets not spoil this time together worrying about a possible pregnancy. I probably won’t get pregnant anyway, the timing isn’t right I don’t t
hink.”

Well he was happy to do as she suggested. She was right. There was nothing they could do now anyway but wait and see. He pulled her into his arms, sliding one hand down her body before pushing a finger into her pussy. She was soaked and he felt his stomach tighten with nervous tension. She wasn’t just wet from her own orgasm, she was wet from him coming in her a little before he’d pulle
d out.