Juice: (An Alpha Male Billionaire Romance - Part 3) (Juice: The Series) Read Free Page A

crane his neck around and seems to catch the
same girl staring at us, too.
    “Sure, we can, Bronwyn. I own this plane,” he says.
    His fingers begin to circle around my entrance over my
panties which we can both feel are warm and wet. I want him so badly and feel
my butt tense and reflexively push against his hand. I squeeze my breasts and
find my nipples are hard and extra sensitive.
    He kisses me more and nibbles my lips. He’s an excellent
kisser. His fingers continue to move under the blanket, now under my panties.
My clit is throbbing as he inserts a finger inside my wetness. I forgot how
strong his hands are. I’m so turned on it slides in easily.
    “Oh, Everett,” I whisper. “I want all of you.”
    He rubs me faster and faster as I begin to stroke him over
his pants. He’s already fully aroused. My body is simmering, and I feel my
stomach tense.
    “Keep going, keep going…” I say and feel his cock pulsing.
    He’s circling my clit over and over. I pull my panties to
the side and let him have better access. I close my eyes a moment and focus on the
sensation. My whole body is humming and feel myself coming to the brink. My
breath is short and tight.
    I open my eyes slightly, and I’m surprised by the flight
attendant. She quietly took a seat across from us, also with a blanket. Her
hands are moving underneath.
    I feel Everett watching me watch her.
    “Come for me,” he says. “Let her see.”
    I smile back at her and close my eyes again. I give in. I’ve
held my orgasm for too long, and I don’t care if who knows. I throw back my
head and scream in my hand as I come. Waves upon waves of pleasure hit my body
and my hips buck against his hand. I look back at the attendant and her eyes
are closed as she continues by herself.
    I tingle top to bottom and look out through the private
plane’s large circle windows. The Atlantic is now dark and there is crescent
moon hanging low near the water.
    Without saying a word, Everett grabs my hand and pulls me
toward the rear of the plane. The girl smiles at us shyly and bites her lip.
    We’re barely able to fit in the lavatory. I put the seat
down and sit. He lowers his pants and his massive cock nearly slaps me in the
face.
    “Why hello! So nice to see you…” I put a firm grip around
his base and run my tongue all around the tip. I’m so ready to have him inside
me, I don’t spend much time with foreplay. A few quick and hard sucks and he’s
pulling me up and bending me over. He kneels to pull my panties to the floor
and gives my pussy a few licks from behind.
    “Give it to me Everett. I need you inside me.”
    He wraps up with a condom, and rubs his cock against my
pussy. He loves teasing. It feels amazing, but I need more.
    “Just give it to me.” I say.
    “Beg for it,” he commands.
    “Please,” I beg.
    “Louder,” she says and slaps my butt hard.
    “Give it to me please!” I shout.
    I’m standing, bent over and leaning on the lid and watching
his beautiful rock hard shaft slide into my body.
    “Yes….” I moan.
    Everett slowly increases his pace and is hitting all the
right spots. He leans over me and squeezes my breasts.
    He whispers in my ear, “You’re mine. All mine.” And
continues fucking me hard. His hands are at my hips, pulling my body toward his
with every thrust. I’m at his mercy. He can fuck me all night long if he wants.
I am his and all his. He finishes soon after and we drag ourselves back to our
seats. The stewardess is lying down on the seat covered and passed out. We all
will get a good night’s rest.

Chapter Six
    The jolt of tires hitting tarmac jars me awake from a
recurring nightmare of giving a presentation at Dunbar I’m utterly unprepared
for. I’m also completely naked. The sweet reality of warmth and luxury comforts
me as I check my cheek for drool. Everett is doing lunges up and down the main
aisle as we taxi down the small runway.
    “Good morning, Ms. Cole,” he says as he settles into a deep
knee