by V. R. Dunlap
She pulled herself together and smiled up at him, realizing that this handsome, well-dressed man was probably the person who chartered the plane. She gathered her courage and hoped that one more bluff would work.
“Adam, oh it’s so good to finally meet you,” she said with a coy smile, “you see, I’m Lisa and…”
* * * * *
Adam cut her off before she could finish. “Yes, I know, Lisa Hudson, on route to the Grand Caymans by whatever way she can manage, including by sneaking onto a private plane.”
He watched her reaction and wondered what she was thinking. He had never met anyone bold enough to try sneaking onto a charter flight. Now she stood there, caught and the only thing she did was close her eyes for a moment a take a deep breath as if she was preparing her next round. Adam smiled to himself, impressed with her courage.
“Here, this way,” he said again. This time his hand slid along her back as he guided toward the large chair in the middle of the plane. He sat down in the large chair, leaving her standing in front of him.
“Well, I have to hand it to you, you worked hard to get aboard this plane, didn’t you?” he asked as he picked up the champagne bottle and eased the cork off with a loud pop. She watched him casually pour a glass and was surprised when handed it to her. He poured another for himself and took a swallow.
Lisa’s looked at him boldly. “How did you find out?” she asked, almost defiantly. “What gave me away?”
She really was something, Adam thought as he drained his glass. He had just told her she was busted and her only question was how he’d caught her. He smiled and refilled his glass before answering.
“Didn’t you wonder why you weren’t stopped?” he said with a smile. “You can’t just announce that you’re a friend of a friend whose friend has a plane and expect the staff to let you on. They aren’t complete idiots you know. There is no easy way to sneak onto a chartered flight. I got the first call just as you left your gate but was curious to see how far you would go. One minor question: how did you plan to get off the plane and through customs?”
She stood there, cheeks turning red with embarrassment, a silent admission that her plan had flaws. “Look, I gave my word that I would be in the Grand Caymans tomorrow afternoon. I would have done whatever it took to get there.”
“Well, I hope that the TSA believes you,” he said simply. “I hear they take sneaking on planes very seriously. I'm not certain, but it may be considered an act of terrorism these days.”
“What? Whoa there,” she said quickly. “I’ll just get off. There’s no problem,” she said stalling to give herself time to think. “I didn't mean any harm,” she continued. “I promised my best friend I’d get to the Grand Caymans, tonight and I can’t let her down. My stupid flight was delayed and I missed my flight by less than 10 minutes. The next flight out is tomorrow evening and by then it will be too late.”
“Why should I believe you?” he asked skeptically. “You snuck onto my plane, lied about who you were, tried to illegally enter another country, and you’re trying to tell me it’s just to meet a friend? You could be a drug mule, for all I know, but in two minutes I won’t have to care. You can work it out with the TSA.” He turned and picked up the telephone handset on the table next to his chair.
“Please,” she begged desperately, “If you let me stay on board I promise you won't regret it.”
Adam’s hand froze. He hadn’t planned on actually calling the TSA. For that matter, the phone was only an intercom to the pilot, but how far could he take this? He decided to see…
“If you had just found me and asked for my help from the beginning I would have said ‘yes’. But now, since you already tried to stow away on my plane, there will be a price,” he said seriously.
* * * * *
Lisa watched him sitting in the chair and thought that although his voice was very serious, he had a certain mocking air about him. She cocked her head and looked at him, wondering just what he was thinking and said, “I don’t have enough money to pay for a private jet or even part of a chartered flight.”
He smiled and his laugh was a smooth rich baritone. “That's not a problem. There are other ways you can pay me for all the trouble you are putting me through.”
His dark eyes scanned her from head to toe as she understood exactly what he had in mind.
“You can’t mean…” she started and stopped, not even sure how to say it.
“Yes, that is exactly what I mean,” he answered with a mischievous grin. “If you want me to cover for you, transfer you onto my flight, and clear up the mess you made sneaking onto my plane, I can do it. But you owe me. While you are on my plane, you are mine. That's my price. Whatever I ask you to do, you will do. Whatever I want to do to you, you will let me do. It's that simple.”
Lisa looked at him, not sure if he was serious. He looked like he was, but he still had that glint in his eyes. Could she chance it? If she didn't agree, he could turn her in and then who knows what would happen to her? What would they do to her? She felt so stupid. All this time she had been so focused on just getting to the Grand Caymans she had never once considered all the laws she had been breaking. But his price was steep. She took a sip of the cool, bubbly liquid to steady herself as the full implications of what he was saying sank in.
“Isn't there anything else I could do?” she asked.
“I think there are probably many things you can do, and I intend to have you do all of them,” he said with a wicked grin. The sultry tone of his voice sent tingles through her and for a moment, she found herself wondering just what a flight with him would be like.
“No, I'm sorry, I just won’t,” she answered, as she put down her glass and turned to walk out.
“Then I'll have to report a stowaway,” he said.
Lisa froze mid-step. She closed her eyes as she realized what would happen if he reported her. She would be fined and even possibly go to jail. She really had no choice. She turned and looked back at him, wondering just what he had in mind. He was sitting there calmly, but she saw the fire that was burning in his eyes.
She turned and took a few tentative steps back toward him. She picked up her glass and drained it. “Fine, you win.”
“I know,” he said with a cocky grin as he reached for the champagne to pour her another glass. “Your luggage is already on board.” He put his hand on hers to steady the delicate flute and poured her more of the bubbly drink. His hands were strong and calloused and his touch was like fire on her skin.
He smiled and pressed the button on the intercom. “Captain Palmer. We are ready to go. Oh, and please dismiss the stewardess. I would like some privacy with my guest.”
Adam turned his attention back to Lisa. His smile was almost as intoxicating as the champagne. “Now, come over here,” he said simply.
Lisa took a few uneasy steps closer to him until she was standing just in front of him. His fingers reached for her legs and slowly slid up until they were just under the hem of her dress.
“I think it is time for you to get undressed,” he said simply. Little butterflies ran through Lisa’s stomach at the thought of being naked in front of him.
“Right now?” she asked surprised by how quickly things were moving.
“Yes. Now,” he said seriously. His eyes traveled up and down her body and she felt her cheeks flush.
Lisa took a deep breath, drained the glass and put it down next to her. She couldn't believe what was happening. She reached behind her back and slowly undid the zipper on her light sundress. She pulled it off her shoulders and slid it down around her waist until she was standing there in nothing more than a lacy bra and G-string.
“Much, much better,” he said as he looked her over from head to toe.
Standing, he placed his strong hands on her waist, then slid them down slowly along her hips and over her round buttocks. Everywhere he touched was like fire, and Lisa just stood there frozen.
He moved slowly along her legs, running his
hands back up the length of her to her waist then up to brush lightly across her nipples. She caught her breath as he explored her body, sensations running wildly through her. His hind lingered on her breasts and he ran his fingers over her lacy bra until her nipples came erect for him.
He pulled her to him, crushing her body against his and she marveled at how much larger he was that she. He pressed his mouth down against hers and she felt his tongue slide along her lips. She opened her mouth instinctively and she felt his tongue sweep inside, dancing with hers and making her stomach tingle with excitement. By the time he released her she was nearly breathless from his kiss.
He smiled down at her, watching her response as his fingers trailed down the edge of her silken bra, and over her taut nipples. His thumb played along the edge of her bra, sliding along the edge and sending chills down to her stomach. Lisa gasped as he rubbed her sensitive tips through the soft silk.
“I think you should be completely naked,” he said.
Fulfilling his own order, he pushed the straps off her shoulder and slowly eased her bra down over her full breasts, his fingers leisurely stroking them in the process.
Lisa took a step back and covered herself with her hands. “I just can't let you,” she started, not even sure what to say next.
“Of course, it’s still your choice,” he said glancing out the window. “We haven't yet left the gate. It's not too late to take your chances with the TSA.”
Lisa just shook her head and let her hands drop back to her sides. “No, please, don't turn me in.”
He took another step toward her and his hands slipped behind her to undo the clasp of the bra. “Then remember, as long as you are on my plane, you will let me do whatever I want to you,” he said as he dropped the bra to the ground. “And, if you don't,” he added, his hands running slowly down along her ass, “there will be other types of consequences,” he said and he brought his hand down against her with a sharp smack. The sensation shocked Lisa and the slight sting just increased her arousal. She had never been spanked before and had no idea it could feel like that. She could feel the wetness slip from her pussy and knew she was at his mercy.
His hands reached up and cupped her full breasts as his thumbs teased her nipples erect. Lisa took a deep breath as the sensation traveled throughout her body. He leaned down and put his mouth against her sensitive nipples and when he flicked his tongue against her tight bud, she gasped with the sensation. He nipped softly on the sensitive flesh and then sucked hard on her erect nipples, causing ripples of excitement to wash through her.
He continued to undress her and this time, she didn't stop him. He pulled her panties down until they were around her ankles and she stepped out of them, realizing suddenly that she was now completely naked in front of him.
“Beautiful,” he said, as he looked up at her naked body. “You are absolutely beautiful.” Lisa flushed under the heat of his gaze.
His hands traveled back up her legs until his fingers lingered in-between her thighs. The feel of the hands against her most sensitive area made her gasp and she tried to move back, but he held her firmly in place.
His hands returned to her ass and slid slowly along it. “No, no,” he chided as his hand came down against the bottom of her ass. She felt the sting throughout her body as he spanked her. “You need to be a good girl,” he added as he gave her one last smack.
Lisa stopped pulling away and his hands slid along her wet slit.
“Good choice,” he said as his fingers ran along her the top of her mound and pushed against her clit. “Now, move your legs apart,” he demanded.
She hesitated for a moment and then moved her feet wider apart. His fingers opened her sensitive folds and Lisa took a sharp breath as his thumb found her clit, teasing her delicate bud. His fingers were demanding and Lisa felt more wetness slip from her cunt.
The captain interrupted over the intercom. “Mr. Cole, we are about to take off. Please find your seat for takeoff.”
Adam smiled at her. “You heard the pilot,” he said as he sat down in the leather chair, pulling her onto his lap. She felt his hard cock pressing through his pants against her ass and his strong arms held her tightly in place. Her legs were in between his and she wondered what he was going to do next.
His mouth found the nape of her neck and kissed down to her shoulders. Adam’s hands ran gently over her stomach, feeling her toned belly as she sat nervously. His hands slid down over her sensitive mound to her inner thighs. With almost no effort, he moved her legs apart, positioning them outside of his.
“You can’t just expect me to,” she started to protest and tried to move her legs back together again.
“Oh, yes, I can expect you to,” he said, holding her legs wide apart with his hands. His feet slid out and hooked around her legs, pinning them open against the chair. She tried to move them back together, but they were stuck in place. He moved his legs even farther apart, opening her helpless legs even wider.
His fingers deftly parted her soft folds, exposing her swollen bud. “Your pussy is soaked,” he said as his fingers played along her sensitive slit. She felt the air chill her moist sex as his fingers ran down along both sides of her clit.
The plane began to move and Lisa watched the gate disappear from view in her window.
“That was your last chance,” Adam said as he noticed her gaze. “Now you are my playtoy until we land in the Grand Caymans.” His fingers continued to tease her clit. She felt the plane pick up speed as it taxied down the runway and Adam's fingers increased his assault on her delicate bud. When his other hand ran down and his fingers pressed against her wet opening, she felt her pussy muscles contract.
He slid one finger inside her and she gasped as his large finger invaded her tight channel.
“I am going to enjoy fucking you,” he whispered into her ear as he slid his finger in and out of her. “But first I’m going to get you so wet and hot that my cock is going to slip right inside your tight little pussy,” he promised as his teeth nipped her earlobe gently.
As the plane started its ascent, she felt the seats lean back and Adam slipped another finger inside of her, stretching her even further. Lisa took a sharp ragged breath and moaned. She couldn't believe how crazy he was making her and her body was begging for release. She moved her hips up to him pushing her pussy toward his fingers. Each time she lifted her hips she felt his cock growing harder and harder against her ass, reminding her of what he had in store for her.
Her breathing was ragged and her body was on fire. He kept touching and teasing her, slowing down each time she got close to release and then starting back up again. Soon, she was wild with need and beyond control as her body writhed on top of his. She felt the climax start to build inside of her and her body began to tremble. Her pussy contracted hard against his fingers, drawing out her orgasm as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Adam teased her little bud even harder, squeezing and tormenting her until she felt the orgasm overwhelm her body.
He slowed down his sweet assault but before she could regain control of herself, Adam began to tease her little clit to life again. Lisa felt her body immediately respond and closed her eyes as she realized the effect he was having on her.
She heard the intercom come to life as the plane began to level off. “We are now at cruising altitude, Mr. Cole. It should now be safe to move around the cabin.”
Adam moved his hands off of her and she whimpered from the loss. She was beyond control and didn't care.
“On your knees,” he ordered as he pushed her off his lap. Lisa moved to the floor in front of him.
He pushed off his shoes and stood up in front of her so that her head was level with the large bulge in his pants. “Take out my cock,” he demanded.
Lisa felt her pussy clench with excitement. Her hands ran up along his legs feeling how strong and powerful he was. When she reached the top of his pants, she undid the button first and then started to slide open the zipper, feeling his hard coc
k through the thin fabric of his pants. When she pushed down the pants and briefs, his cock rose thick and long in front of her.
Adam stepped out of the pants and sat down, placing his legs on either side of her. “Suck me,” he said and pulled her toward him until her head was over his cock and her ass was in the air.
Lisa moved her hands towards him but he stopped her. “No, no,” he said, moving her hands to rest on top of his muscular thighs. “I said to suck me,” he said and rested his hand lightly on her ass. As she bent over in front of him he repeated, “No hands,” and brought his hand against her ass, hard and low enough that she felt it through her body to her pussy. His other hand slid through her thick hair and gently pushed her head down toward his thick cock. “Just your mouth,” he reminded her.