Page 8 of Mile High Baby

“Oh, God...” She buried her head against my neck as her entire body tightened. Her pussy squeezed my cock like it was never going to let go.

“Ah, fuck.” I bit my lip to keep from roaring out as pleasure ripped through my body. I pumped and pumped until I couldn’t feel my legs.

I had fucked a lot of women in my life. Lorraine, for all her thievery, had been one of the best, until now.

I didn't know if it was Victoria's age that made her seem young and innocent that had my blood boiling at inferno levels, or maybe it was her feisty attitude. Whatever it was, combined with her luscious body, it had just given me the orgasm of a lifetime.

I wanted to stay in the restroom long enough for recovery and do it all over again, but it wouldn't be long before an attendant came looking for us or somebody else in first class wanted to use the bathroom. So reluctantly, I stepped away, even as my dick twitched at seeing just how wet her pussy was. God, I’d have done anything to have seen my cum dripping out of her.

I pulled off the condom, tying it and tossing it into the trash bin. Then I turned my attention to her, still perched on the edge of the basin, looking thoroughly fucked. It made her even more gorgeous.

I held my dick and rubbed it through her pussy lips. The sensation of my bare cock on her sent electric currents through me.

"There are still several hours of the flight left. Perhaps we can meet back here later,” I suggested.

She looked at me, her eyes a little stunned. She blinked, but then she smiled, and my next wish was to have those plump lips wrapped around my cock.

She shifted, and as she did, the tip of my dick entered her. I groaned as I fought twin instincts—one to withdraw because I didn't have a condom on, and two, wanting to thrust in and feel all that sweetness around my dick.

She let out a little gasp. "Why wait?"

Her words were like music to my ears, but I still gripped the edge of the basin. "I don't have another condom on me." Jesus, I must be getting old since I wasn’t better prepared.

I prayed to God she would tell me she was on the pill. But even if she was, it would be a risk for her to let me, a perfect stranger, fuck her. I needed to back off. I might be a horn dog, but I was a careful one.

“I think you should thrust that thing inside me one more time and then let me suck you off."

Holy hell. My brain actually froze for a moment. I wondered if maybe I was dreaming. I had to be. But I wasn't going to wake up now. I did as she said, thrusting hard and deep just once, and fucking hell, she felt good. I so desperately wanted to do it again. Instead, I withdrew, and she slid off the sink base and sat on the toilet lid. She wrapped her hand around my dick and put it in her mouth. The feeling of her lush, plump lips on my dick was the thing of fantasies. Yep, this had to be a dream. The fucking best dream I'd ever had.

I threaded my fingers through her long tresses, tugging her hair down. She looked up at me, passion in her eyes. It made my insides clench. It was like she could see into me.

I pushed it away and instead focused on fucking her mouth. My balls tightened and my hips rocked.

“Take it,” I chanted as I felt the force of my orgasm build. “Drink it. Drink my cock.”

Her fingers rubbed right behind my ball sacks as she sucked me to the back of her mouth. My orgasm blasted through me. I emptied into her mouth, pumping again and again. She worked to take it all, but cum dripped at the edges of her mouth. I’d been right. The next adventure could be the best one.

I exited the bathroom first,giving her a moment to clean up and fix her hair. If anyone knew what was going on in the bathroom, they didn’t give any indication.

When she returned to her seat, we had a drink and dinner and good conversation. I wanted to get her back in the bathroom again, but it didn’t happen.

When we landed in New York, it was on the tip of my tongue to ask her full name and her phone number. Or I’d give her my address and tell her to show up at my place. I wasn't done with this woman. The only thing that stopped me was how unsettling it was that I was thinking such things after the memory of Lorraine. I wasn't going to allow my dick to get me in trouble again.

As the plane pulled up to the gate, I turned to her. "Thank you for an exciting flight."

A beautiful blush came to her cheeks. She smiled. "I suppose I should thank you as well." Her eyes studied me, and for a minute, I wondered if she was about to ask for my contact information. I worried that if she did, I wouldn't be strong enough to tell her no, so I turned away, reaching under the seat to grab my backpack and breaking the crazy, erotic tether between us.

When we got off the plane, she exited first, and I gave her a few moments to get ahead of me. It was all I could do not to run after her and ask for a night.

But I remained strong, ordering a car at the airport and having it take me to one of the corporate apartments held by Saint Security. When I arrived, I tossed my bags to the side and headed straight for the small bar that each of the apartments held. I poured several fingers of whiskey and took it to the window, looking over the night view of New York City.

I was still arguing with myself about not getting Victoria’s information. Had I done so, she might be here now and we could fuck the night away on the couch or in the bed, anywhere, everywhere. Then tomorrow, we could go our own way. God, how I wished I had done that.

Oh, well. I drank my whiskey and then texted Henry to let him know that I had arrived in New York and that I would be there tomorrow to see him. He texted me back that he was glad that I was here and that he and his daughter would be waiting for me.

I grabbed my carry-on case and headed back to the bedroom. I pulled out my grooming bag and headed to the bathroom, doing a quick brush and floss, then I stripped naked and got into bed.

Immediately, Victoria came to mind, and while it wouldn't be as good as it had been on the plane, I allowed my fantasy to play out. I wrapped my hand around my dick and imagined all the deliciously wicked things I could do to her until I sprayed cum over my chest.