Chapter 15: Flight's Mile-High Service (part 2)

The hotel was a five-star property near the airport, reserved exclusively for first-class crew and premium passengers like Damien Cross. Lila’s legs were still unsteady as she followed him through the private elevator. Her uniform skirt felt sticky against her thighs, Damien’s cum continuing to leak slowly into her ruined lace panties with every step. The memory of being fucked senseless in the airplane bathroom just hours ago made her pussy clench with fresh need.

The moment the hotel room door clicked shut behind them, Damien’s control snapped. He pushed her against the wall, one hand wrapping around her throat while the other yanked her blouse open, buttons scattering across the floor.

“You’ve been walking around with my cum dripping down your legs for the last two hours,” he growled, voice dark and possessive. “Such a filthy flight attendant. Did you serve drinks to the other passengers while my load was still inside you?”

“Yes, sir,” Lila whimpered, eyes filled with lust. “It kept leaking… I could barely focus.”

Damien kissed her brutally, tongue invading her mouth as he hiked her skirt up and ripped her soaked panties completely off. He lifted her effortlessly, pinning her back against the wall. Lila wrapped her legs around his waist as he freed his cock again, still rock hard.

He thrust up into her in one savage stroke, burying himself deep. Lila cried out, the new angle stretching her deliciously. Damien fucked her against the wall with deep strokes, his hand never leaving her throat.

“Take it,” he commanded. “Take every inch like the eager little slut you are.”

Lila’s moans filled the suite. Her hands clutched his shoulders as he pounded her, the wet slap of skin echoing loudly now that they didn’t have to be quiet. She came hard within minutes, pussy tightening around his thick cock while he choked her through the orgasm, prolonging the pleasure until her vision blurred.

Damien carried her to the bed without pulling out, tossing her onto her back and climbing over her. He stripped off the rest of her uniform, leaving her completely naked and exposed. His mouth attacked her breasts, sucking and biting her nipples while he drove into her with long, punishing strokes.

“You feel even better on the ground,” he rasped, pinning her wrists above her head with one hand. “No more pretending to be professional. Tonight you’re mine to ruin.”

He fucked her missionary for a long time, grinding deep, making her feel every inch. Lila came again, back arching off the bed as she screamed his name. Damien didn’t stop. He flipped her onto her stomach, pulled her hips up, and slammed back inside from behind. The new angle hit even deeper. He spanked her ass hard, leaving red handprints as he railed her.

“Again,” he ordered, reaching around to rub her swollen clit. “Come on my cock while I’m balls-deep in that perfect pussy.”

Lila shattered a third time, sobbing into the pillow as her body convulsed. Damien kept fucking her through it, then pulled her up into a kneeling position, her back against his chest. One strong arm wrapped around her throat in a chokehold while the other hand played with her breasts and clit. He thrust up into her relentlessly, the position allowing him total control.

“You love being used like this, don’t you?” he growled in her ear. “Letting a dominant stranger fuck you on a plane and then destroy you in his hotel room.”

“Yes… fuck yes, sir!” Lila moaned, pushing back against him. Another orgasm ripped through her, her juices soaking his thighs.

Damien carried her to the bathroom. The walk-in shower turned on with a touch, hot water cascading over their bodies. He pressed her against the tiles, lifted one of her legs, and entered her again from behind. The water made everything slicker, louder. He fucked her standing, choking her lightly while biting her neck and shoulders, marking her as his.

Lila came twice more in the shower, once from his cock alone, and again when he dropped to his knees and devoured her pussy, making her squirt for the first time in her life. She was shaking, barely able to stand by the time he carried her back to the bed.

He laid her on her back and climbed between her legs, entering her slowly this time. The pace shifted, almost intimate. Damien looked into her eyes as he fucked her, one hand gently around her throat, the other stroking her hair.

“You’re incredible, Lila,” he murmured between thrusts. “So responsive. So fucking tight.”

She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper. Their bodies moved together in perfect rhythm, sweat mixing with shower water. Lila came again, a slower, rolling orgasm that left her trembling. Damien followed soon after, burying himself deep and flooding her with a second massive load, groaning her name as he filled her completely.

They didn’t stop there.

After a short rest, Lila took control for the first time, pushing him onto his back and sucking his cock with eager devotion. She deepthroated him, gagging softly but refusing to stop, saliva dripping down her chin. Damien praised her filthily, guiding her head while she worshipped him.

Then she rode him, first facing forward, grinding her clit against him, then reverse cowgirl so he could watch her ass bounce and spank it. He choked her from behind while she rode him hard, bringing her to yet another peak.

By the fourth round, they were both exhausted but insatiable. Damien took her in, pressing her flat into the mattress and fucking her with slow, deep strokes while whispering dirty praises. He made her come one final time before pulling out and releasing his cum on her breasts and stomach.

They collapsed together. Damien pulled her against his chest, stroking her hair with surprising tenderness.

“You’re staying with me for the next layover,” he said firmly. “I’m not done with you yet.”

Lila smiled sleepily, feeling deliciously used and thoroughly satisfied. Her body ached in the best possible way. “Yes, sir. I’m yours whenever you need service.”