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Scarlett
The small private plane awaited me on a separate lane. I climbed in and smelled Ziggy before I saw him.
“Hey, what are you doing here?"
He looked relaxed, holding a glass of whiskey with ice cubes in it. “Enjoying the good life. I have some business back in Seattle before we leave for Europe.”
“You sure you’re okay to come?"
The small plane took off. I could feel it. It felt different than a take-off in a normal plane.
“I’ll come with you anywhere." He put the accent on come.
Ziggy is a handsome devil. He was freshly shaved and smelled clean, like soap and open roads. There was something about his scent that made hunger coil inside my belly. His muscles moved on his chest under the AC/DC t-shirt he wore. Sitting in front of him, and I had a hard time not thinking about him naked.
“I owe you something," Ziggy said, leaning over from his seat.
“What? "
“A ride on my tongue."
I blushed deeply. “What about the stewardess?"
“She doesn’t get one."
Ziggy pulled me on his lap and kissed me fiercely.
“Ziggy, you know...."
“You see other guys. You’re young, princess. Enjoy life. I don’t mind as long as you have a spot for me."
What could I say, and why refuse pleasure that had this gift of pushing away the darkness and fear from my mind?
When I left the SH Las Vegas HQ, I felt dizzy. The reality was contracting and expanding around me, and I felt that need to cut myself just to make sure that I was alive. The thought of flying alone scared the shit out of me, and there was no time to shift and get my mind right. Ziggy was precisely what the doctor ordered.
His kisses kept my darkness at bay. The way his tongue tasted me melted my core and made me want to be one with him. Ziggy stopped kissing me and nuzzled my neck, finding that spot where I loved to be kissed. He sucked, teased, and scratched me with his teeth.
“Bite me, hard!"
He obeyed. His bite made me shiver and caused me to sink my nails into his back, through his t-shirt.
“Oh, so you’re a bad girl?"
“Yes. I’m very bad!"
Ziggy pushed me up and made my jeans land on the floor while having my legs on his shoulders, all in one fluid motion. He had the most wicked smile tugging at his lips. I never felt that sexy or that vulnerable as I felt with my sex open in front of him, and he looked at it, as if it was the Mona Lisa.
“You have the most gorgeous pussy,” Ziggy whispered right before his mouth landed on the inside of my thigh, kissing and nibbling.
The first oral. I read about it. Okay, Scarlett, pretend you did it before. Breathe. I closed my eyes, but he stopped.
“Don’t close your eyes. I want to know what’s going on. Look at me."
Ziggy locked his sparkling green eyes with mine and the beast that fed on heat and lived in my belly coiled around my spine, turning my feet to jelly.
“Good girl. Shh.”