His cock was hard as steel between them and she began to move against him, rocking her body and Eric groaned. He needed more, he needed to be inside her. As if reading his mind, Natasha ripped her lips from his and reached over him to pull a condom out of the drawer and with her breasts hanging near his face, he closed his lips over one nipple, sucking on it until it hardened in his mouth.
She hesitated, reluctant to move away from the attention he was giving her nipple, but finally she did, tearing the condom free of its wrapper and rolled it down his cock. He lifted his hands and pinched her nipples between his thumbs and fingers, watching as her eyes closed and her lips parted on a gasp.
When she pulled away from him and positioned herself over his eager cock, he sighed with relief and when she lowered herself onto him, Eric welcomed the feel of her warm wet pussy closing around him with a throaty groan. Once she was seated on him, his cock buried deep inside her she sighed, her lips curving up in a sultry smile.
Natasha seemed content to just sit there savouring the moment but he wasn’t. He ran his hands up her thighs and grabbed her hips, pulling her harder onto him as he thrust up. “Impatient are we?” She asked and he nodded. Fuck yes. Much as he loved the feel of being surrounded by her wet pussy he wanted her to move. In fact he wanted her to ride him hard. They were leaving for Tasmania today and didn’t have a lot of time left before they had to leave, so this was going to have to be fast anyway.
“We have to leave for the airport in a couple of hours baby.” He reminded her. “Much as I’d love to stay here, making love with you all day, we don’t have that kind of time.” He said huskily, thrusting up into her again until the head of his cock bumped against her cervix.
“Oh god.” She groaned and Eric’s teeth came together hard when he felt her tighten around him. She began to raise and lower herself faster until she was riding him hard, her breasts bouncing and he groaned at the sight of her so out of control. He thrust up as she came down, impaling herself on his rigid cock and he sensed she was close to her orgasm. He brushed his thumb over her swollen clit until she cried out, her muscles contracting around him as she came. He thrust into her a few more times until his climax hit, shouting her name as he pumped his release deep inside her.
She collapsed over his chest and he wrapped his arms around her, loving the feel of holding her close to him, their hearts beating in unison and their bodies still joined. His cock twitched through the aftershocks and her pussy responded by clamping around him, milking him of every final drop.
Finally their heartbeats slowed and Eric knew he had to get out from under her to dispose of the condom but Natasha seemed to have settled on him, her body relaxed. Fuck but she was going to sleep. There was no time for that.
“Baby, you’re not falling asleep on me are you?” He asked.
“Mmmm.” Her mumbled reply made him chuckle.
“Come on sweetheart, don’t you dare fall asleep. We have to get out of here soon.” He gently peeled her off him and she rolled onto her stomach making no effort to move.
Eric got up and removed the condom before throwing it in the bin. When he walked up to the bed again Natasha was looking like she didn’t want to move. He swept his hand down her back, over that sweet ass of hers and felt her shiver at his touch. Bending down to her, he looked into her face. “Baby. I told you, don’t fall asleep.” He ran his hand over the curve of her buttocks before raising it and bringing it down hard on her rear, the sound of his palm on her cheek loud in the room.
It worked though and Eric struggled not to laugh out loud at her expression as she leapt off the bed, rubbing the skin where he’d slapped her. “Ouch.” She glared at him and he couldn’t help it, he grinned. “It’s not funny.” She snapped at him and he pulled her into his arms, sliding his hand down over her ass. Caressing the skin soothingly where he’d slapped her.
“Well I had to stop you falling asleep Natasha. Come on baby, that wasn’t much of a slap. At least it got you up.”
He watched the reluctant smile curve her lips and he knew he was forgiven. She was so beautiful, so perfect to him. Even in the morning with her hair all tangled she was still the sexiest woman he’d ever seen and she made his heart swell in his chest with the depth of his love for her. “You go have your shower if you want. I’ve got a couple of calls to make.”
When Natasha saluted him and walked off towards the bathroom he burst out laughing. God she was so adorable. It wasn’t dull with her that’s for sure. She challenged him, was smart mouthed to him when it suited her, but she could be so sweet and caring. No wonder he loved her so much.
* * *
Eric sat watching Natasha slyly as the limo took them towards Mascot Airport so they could board the company jet for Tasmania. She was looking out the window at the view as they travelled through the congested traffic of inner city Sydney.
He studied her profile for a while, his eyes travelling over the gorgeous mane of auburn curls down to the black top she wore over some sexy little white number, on down to the well worn jeans that hugged her body in a way that almost made him jealous of them.
When they finally arrived at the airport Eric took her hand and led her towards the company jet that sat there gleaming in the early afternoon sun. It was white with the company logo down the fuselage in the red and black lettering of Rothman Enterprises.
He helped her up the stairs leading to the open door of the plane where Claudette their hostess waited to greet them. She was a beautiful woman in that sleek, well groomed way with cold eyes and that artificial look about her that once upon a time he might have gone for but not anymore he thought as his eyes shifted to Natasha. He knew Claudette wanted him, she’d made that perfectly clear several times, but given his rule about not dating staff, he’d kept away from her. Of course getting involved with his PA was a definite breech of his company rule against dating employees, but he couldn’t help it with her.
Claudette smiled at them both although Eric noticed her eyes were warmer when she greeted him before icing over when she turned to Natasha. She waved them through to their seats and he led the way through the plane, not really paying any attention to anything until he realised Natasha was standing staring around her opened mouthed.
He tried to see the jet through her eyes, the luxury seating in caramel coloured leather, the tables throughout and in the next room, more leather seats and a large television mounted at one end of it. Eric sat down on one seat, pulling Natasha down into the seat alongside of him and he watched as she flexed her shoulders, settling deep into the soft leather with a low groan. He felt a small stab of jealousy and immediately chastised himself for being so fucking stupid. It was a seat for crying out loud but hearing her groan the same way she did when his cock was buried inside her caused the irrational burst of jealousy that something else was capable of making her react in the same way.
“Oh god, I could live in this thing.” She said, wiggling deeper into the leather.
“Bloody hell baby, I think I’m jealous of that seat, you sound almost orgasmic.” He tried to make light of the situation, but he seriously was feeling a bit jealous.
She hit him on the arm, grinning at his comment and he got up again. “I’m just going up the front. I need to see Joe and Colin.”
“Who are Joe and Colin?” She asked.
“They’re the pilot and co-pilot baby.”
“Oh, ok.” She said, her eyes travelling over him and Eric felt that familiar pull of the attraction that burned between them. If she didn’t stop looking at him like that, he was going to want to bend her over one of the seats she loved so much and to hell with seeing Joe and Colin.
He bent down to her, his hands on the arm rests of her seat and dropped a kiss on her parted lips. “I know baby, it never goes away does it? I want you all the time. Even when I come I want you again. Be patient, I have something to show you soon.” He whispered against
her lips before reluctantly stepping back from her and headed up to the cockpit to see Joe and Colin.
When he got into the cockpit Joe was talking to the tower while Colin was doing a final check of everything. They both looked over when Eric joined them and they spent a few minutes catching up before he left them to it as they prepared the jet for take off.
As he walked back to Natasha he wondered if he’d be able to talk her into joining the mile high club once they were air born. Given that she’d been a virgin before him, he knew she wouldn’t have yet had a chance to join that particular club and just the thought of initiating her into the mile high club had his cock stirring in his jeans.
Natasha was reading from her kindle when he sat back down alongside of her. He looked over at her and made a big show of clutching his chest a mock look of pain on his face. “Oh baby, I’m wounded. You brought a kindle with you to read for our week away? Were you expecting it to be that bad were you? My ego may never recover.”
“Well a girl has to be prepared for all possible scenarios.” She laughed and he grinned at 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 reach 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 erotica.
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 reading.
“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 steady 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 wanted 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 at 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 Natasha.
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 constantly.
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 rapidly.
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 was 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 bathroom.
“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 windows.
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 see 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 told 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 hardened.
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 breath.
“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 wi
th you so don’t push 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 asking for.
“Oh hell Natasha, what am I going to do with you?” He groaned.
“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 herself.
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