Jet-Set Billionaire: The Complete Series

by Jenna Chase

  When I finally made it over to where Malcolm was sitting on the couch with his arms stretched out across the back like he owned the world, I looked into his eyes and they were fixed on me with an intensity that made me silently gasp.

  “Would you care for anything else, Sir? More champagne or food?” I asked in the most professional tone of voice I could conjure while watching a smile slowly curl up one side of his mouth.

  “I do have a craving for something soft and warm. Do you have anything like that to offer?” he asked, the half smile now a full grin that made it almost impossible for me to catch my breath.

  “I’m not sure if we have anything that fits that description. We do have lobster and some desserts on the menu that your party might be interested in,” I said as I looked at the girls who were surrounding him but not even giving me the time of day.

  “No, that’s fine. This group doesn’t seem to be very hungry. At least not for the things that I’m hungry for,” he said slowly and thoughtfully, his eyes never leaving mine for one second.

  “Very well, Sir. Just press the call button if you need anything else,” I said as I turned and walked off.

  I spent the rest of the evening passing through the cabin, pouring champagne and picking up food trays that had barely been touched. I felt victorious each time I walked past that man and successfully avoided looking at him. I kept telling myself that I was winning each time I snubbed one of his intense stares, but whenever I would return to the safety of the galley I wasn’t so sure exactly what it was that I had won.

  Eventually all of the guests disappeared to the various sleeping quarters and all I could picture was that smirking man with his arms spread out along the headboard of a king size bed with a gaggle of skinny blonde models surrounding him.

  “They can have him,” I said under my breath as I curled up in the flight attendant’s quarters with a book. “That self-centered, egotistical …”

  But I lost my momentum before I could even finish the sentence. No matter how hard I tried to keep my mind off of him, I couldn’t stop thinking about the way I felt in his arms.

  Lainey and I took turns walking through the cabin every hour or so to see if any of the guests were up and needed anything but eventually I got in bed and drifted off to sleep. When I woke I bolted up in bed because I realized the engines weren’t running anymore. We had already landed in Tokyo.

  I jumped up and ran to the bathroom and straighten myself up a little. I couldn’t believe I had slept so long and left Lainey to deal with the group of passengers. But as I looked at myself in the mirror I knew that the real reason I was rushing to make myself presentable was so that I could see Malcolm McDaniel before he left the plane.

  “That’s what he told me, and Mr. McDaniel is the one paying us so I don’t particularly want to risk going against his request,” I heard Lainey say to Brad as they stood talking in the main cabin, which was completely empty.

  “I’m so sorry, Lainey. I can’t believe I slept for so long. You should’ve woken me up. Have all the passengers already deborded the plane?” I said as I sheepishly walked up to where Lainey and Brad were talking to each other in the main cabin.

  “Oh, don’t worry about it, Erica. You can always take the night shift on the return flight,” Lainey said with a smile. “Yes, everyone just got off about fifteen minutes ago. Brad and I were talking about the conversation I just had with Malcolm McDaniel. He said he would prefer it if we all stayed on board for the entire layover. He said he doesn’t know when he will be returning to the plane and he doesn’t want to have to wait,” Lainey said as she folded her arms in front of her.

  “The guy is really something,” Brad said as he shook his head. “I’ve never been asked to stay on a plane indefinitely for a layover. There’s usually at least some sort of a schedule, but I guess if you’ve got the money you can tell people to do whatever the hell you want them to.”

  “We can’t even go out and get sushi? I was really looking forward to that. Where does he get off telling us we can’t leave the plane? He doesn’t have any right to make us stay here for God knows how long while he’s gallivanting all over Tokyo with his little entourage!”

  “Well, like I was just saying to Brad, he’s the one that’s paying us, including double time for the layover and the return flight. So, if we want to get paid we have to do what the boss says,” Lainey said as she flopped down on one of the chairs in the main cabin. “Might as well get comfortable, we’re going to be here for a while.”

  “That man is unbelievable. He just thinks he can buy whatever he wants, doesn’t he? Well, I’m starving and I’m going to eat some of that bread and cheese and see what else is in there. You want me to whip something together for the two of you as well?”

  “Oh, is there still some of that fabulous French cheese in there? They didn’t eat it all?” Lainey asked as she looked up at me and clasped her hands together.

  “They didn’t eat any of it. I couldn’t believe how much food those people wasted. I had only set half of it out for them and I wound up throwing pretty much everything away. But the other half is still in the refrigeration compartments. I think we should dig in,” I said as I put my hands on my hips.

  “Yeah,” Brad said as he sat down in a chair next to Lainey. “We might as well take advantage of what we’ve got on board. I’d better let the co-pilot know what’s going on so we can take turns getting some sleep.”

  “So, how have you been, Erica? It really is good to see you,” Brad said with a smile as he leaned back in his chair.

  We had all just finished eating and Lainey said she wanted to make sure the co-pilot had something to eat, but I had a feeling that wasn’t the only reason she left us alone.

  “I’ve been doing really well. Mostly going out to see movies, going out to restaurants …”

  “By yourself?”

  “Yes, by myself. I guess I’m one of the few women on the planet that dares to dine alone at a five star restaurant,” I said with a laugh. I never understood the need to always have a man around.

  It actually seemed burdensome to me to imagine being accompanied by someone no matter what I did for the rest of my life. I imagined that either I would be forcing them to do something they weren’t that interested in or vice versa. How could two people want to do the same thing all day every day? The idea was just preposterous to me.

  “I didn’t mean there was anything wrong with that. I just … well, I would have liked to join you on some of those occasions.”

  Brad was so sweet, and really very handsome, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to go down that road with him again. I didn’t remember feeling much of a spark when we kissed, and we had kissed quite a few times. I kept hoping something would happen, like I would see fireworks or feel the world dropping out from underneath me, but I never did. In fact, I had never experienced a kiss with Brad or anyone else in my life that felt anything close to what happened in the galley with Malcolm. And he didn’t even kiss me.

  I was caught in a trance again at the thought of those lips so close to mine, and the feel of his hard cock pressed against me.

  “But if you’re not interested, I totally understand. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.” Brad said as his words snapped me out of my daydream.

  “I’m sorry, of course. Yes, I’d like that, Brad. When we’re back in New York we’ll have to make a plan to got out,” I said with a smile, but not sure at all that I meant any of it. I could tell by the heat of my face that it was flushed, so I stood up and picked up some plates and glasses and took them into the galley.

  “Well, I think I’m going to try and get a nap in,” Brad said as he set two plates of food down on the counter. “Hopefully I’ll have a couple hours before McDaniel returns. I’ll see you in a little while,” he said with a sweet smile, then turned and headed into the crew quarters at the front of the plane.

  I wanted to like Brad, I really did. Why couldn’t I just have these ridiculous feelings for
a nice guy like him instead of that smug bastard Malcolm McDaniel.

  Chapter 4

  Malcom

  “Mr. McDaniel just texted Brad and told him he’d be here in fifteen minutes and he went ahead and started up the engines so we can take off as soon as the party arrives.”

  I had just boarded the plane and noticed that Erica was talking to someone behind a curtain in a sleeping compartment, so I walked up behind her and waited for her to turn around. I hadn’t planned on spying on her but while I was standing there I couldn’t help but overhear the conversation she was having and I especially couldn’t help but take in the view of her lovely ass.

  “I love the way you say Mr. McDaniel. It sounds so sophisticated and proper,” said the voice from inside the compartment. I assumed it was the blonde stewardess.

  “Well, sophisticated and proper is all he’s getting from me. I want him to know that he can’t just buy everything. That just because he’s rich doesn’t mean that he gets whatever he wants.”

  I couldn’t help but smile at that comment. She had no idea who she was dealing with. Before I was done with her she’d be begging me for just one more orgasm. Oh god, I loved a good chase.

  I stood there until I heard Erica tell the other stewardess to stay in bed, that she could take care of the passengers, then she shut the curtain and turned toward me. She jumped when she saw me and seemed speechless for a few moments, but then started to talk with a startled look on her face.

  “Mr. McDaniel, I didn’t realize you were aboard the plane already,” she said as her face turned almost fuchsia. “Are the other passengers aboard as well?”

  “It will just be me for the return flight. I’m ready to go whenever the pilot is cleared for takeoff,” I said as I took a step closer to her.

  I could feel the tension in her body and in her stare. She couldn’t fool me for one minute. I could see the way she swallowed hard and the way she twisted the fingers of each hand together in front of her. And I was sure I heard her gasp with each step I took closer to her.

  I leaned in just a bit so that I could smell that heavenly scent of hers, then as I inhaled deeply I spoke softly into her ear.

  “It does sound sophisticated.”

  “What?”

  “The way you say my name,” I said as I hovered over her. “I like it.”

  “Oh,” was all she said. “I’ll go tell the pilot we’re ready to go.”

  She turned like a startled deer and disappeared into the cockpit.

  I had barely been able to keep my mind on my business meeting or the birthday celebration for my sister while I was in Tokyo. All I could think about was getting back to the plane and wrapping my hands around that little waist, then moving them either up to the soft, full breasts or down to that gorgeous round ass.

  While I was in the meeting I had to keep concentrating deeply on the faces of the Japanese business-men because the second I even thought Erica’s name my cock sprang to attention.

  I took a seat on the same couch I had occupied on the first leg of the trip, mostly so that I could be front and center when Erica came walking out into the cabin. The plane had leveled out and we had been flying for about a half hour when she pushed back the curtains and walked toward me. Her hips swayed and her breasts bobbed a little and I was hypnotized.

  “Is there anything I can get you, Mr. McDaniel?”

  “A scotch and soda on the rocks would be nice,” I said with my eyes fixed on hers.

  I wasn’t trying to be intimidating, I just couldn’t tear my eyes away from those gorgeous blue pools in front of me.

  “I’ll be right back with your drink,” she said, then turned and sauntered away. If I didn’t know any better I’d say she was doing that on purpose. How on earth did she get her hips to move like that?

  On the return trip she had her hips in high gear again and when she approached my seat she leaned over and set my drink down on the table next to me.

  As luck would have it we hit another bad spell of turbulence and within seconds Erica had fallen over right into my lap.

  This is going to be easier than I thought, I said to myself with Erica trapped in my arms. I almost laughed at how perfect this moment was as I held her soft, warm curves firmly in my hands.

  The plane rocked and dipped a few more times while Erica grabbed a hold of my shoulders, her feet scrambling to find the ground.

  “Oh my God, I’m so sorry, Mr. McDaniel,” she said as she struggled to sit upright. “This has never happened before, I’m so embarrassed.”

  “Think nothing of it,” I said as I continued to hold her in my arms. “Did you hurt yourself?” I asked, knowing full well that she hadn’t.

  “No, I’m fine, thank you. You can let me up now,” she said as she looked into my eyes.

  “Are you sure about that? Maybe you’d be safer staying right here.”

  She didn’t say anything for a moment. She just looked up into my eyes, her legs still partially in the air and her skirt hiked halfway up her thighs.

  “Mr. McDaniel …”

  “Malcolm.”

  “This is extremely inappropriate, Malcolm. I am your employee, not one of your groupies. Please let me up.”

  I couldn’t wait any longer. I could see the desire in her eyes and on her lips as they remained parted, waiting for me to fill them. I held the back of her head and leaned down, pressing my lips against hers and moved my tongue into the space that willingly opened up to accommodate me.

  I felt her legs curl up next to me on the couch as her body twisted toward me and her hand touched my chest. But then that hand pushed me back a little and I looked down at her eyes as they fluttered open when my lips left hers.

  “Malcolm, this really isn’t a good idea. We shouldn’t be …”

  “Erica, I’m sorry if I’ve made you uncomfortable, if I’ve been too forward. I truly hope I haven’t offended you. But I find you incredibly captivating, and I don’t seem to be in control of myself when I’m around you,” I said as I watched her eyes grow wide.

  “You’re one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen in my life. I want you. Now. And that is one thing I absolutely will not apologize for.”

  Erica continued to look up at me for a moment, but then reached up and grabbed the sides of my face and pulled me down so that our lips were locked together again. I moved one hand across her back and the other up into her hair, pulling it loose from the comb that held it in place. Her long, dark hair fell in cascades down around her shoulders and I moved my face so that it was buried in the silky softness.

  Everything about her smelled and felt incredible and I was overcome with the need to possess her. I wanted to be inside her, I wanted her to be part of me.

  My hand moved around to the front and as I unbuttoned her blouse I felt the soft curve of her large breasts as they rose and fell with each of her quickening breaths.

  I pulled her bra down so that both of her breasts were exposed to me and I caressed the soft, warm flesh as my lips closed around a nipple. Erica gasped as her body slid onto the couch while I moved out from underneath her and forced my hips in between her legs.

  I pushed them open even further and pressed myself against her wet panties as I buried my face in her neck. Then I heard a squeal as I continued to kiss my way down to where her neck curved into her shoulder, all the while caressing and kneading both of her breasts.

  I kept kissing my way down her incredibly soft, milky skin until my face was buried between the silky mounds of flesh that my hands were gripping firmly. I licked and sucked circles around each breast until I was biting and pulling at rock hard nipples and Erica was moaning with her head twisted to the side.

  There was a fantastic look of ecstasy spread across her face and a smile at the corners of her open mouth. I watched her as I reached down and pulled her skirt up over her hips, then looked down as I hooked my fingers into the sides of her panties and pulled them down over her incredibly soft bush.

  She o
pened her eyes and watched me as I pushed her legs together and continued to pull her panties down until they were off and then I tossed them on the ground. I bent her legs back up toward her chest then pulled them apart and pushed down on the inside of her thighs until she was spread wide in front of me.

  I reached down and pulled her pussy lips apart with my thumbs, then ran a finger through her wetness and up and down the length of those soft lips. Her mouth was still open as she watched me lower my face to the musky space between her legs and she laughed and moaned simultaneously as my entire mouth covered her clit.

  I licked and sucked on every inch of her while I moved two of my fingers into her soft wet hole, pressing upward and finding the sensitive spot that made her moans deepen. Her entire body was writhing around as she moaned and grabbed her breasts and I gripped her ass with my free hand and I pressed my mouth even more firmly into her.

  I could feel her orgasm coming with the change in her breathing and the deepening of her moans. She held onto my hair with both hands and I focused all of my attention onto her clit and my fingers thrusting inside of her. Suddenly, her ass lifted off the couch and pressed harder into my face and after that her body started to convulse.

  The moans grew even deeper as she threw her head back and twisted it into the couch while her legs clamped around my head. As the final throes of the convulsions enveloped her body, her muscles let go and her legs fell away.

  A sudden movement confused me; like the sensation that the couch underneath us had fallen away and when I open my eyes I realized I was on the floor. The plane rocked and fell violently as we hit more air pockets but these ones seemed a lot more severe than any turbulence I had ever felt.

  I realized that the nose of the airplane was pointed downward and I caught Erica as she rolled off the couch and onto the floor next to me. We were both thrown back and forth uncontrollably as the plane rocked and went into a full nosedive but I held onto her and protected her from slamming into any of the furniture.