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STRANDED WITH THE MECHANIC 4

Chapter 4: Until Morning The office was small and dim. One desk lamp threw weak light across an old brown couch against the wall. It looked like it had been there for years, the cushions worn soft in the middle. Kane shut the door behind us and locked it. No more words. He pushed me down onto the couch and followed, covering my body with his. His mouth found mine hard. His hands yanked the hoodie the rest of the way off me, then my shirt. My bra went next. When I was bare from the waist up he leaned back just long enough to look at me. “Stay like that,” he said. He stripped the rest of his clothes fast. I watched the tattoos shift across his chest and arms as he moved. Then he was on me again, knees spreading my thighs wide on the couch. The head of his dick dragged through the wetness still coating my pussy from the workbench. He pushed in with one long thrust. I gasped. He was still thick, still hard, filling me completely. My pussy stretched around him and I felt every inch.

THE OVERNIGHT FLIGHT 1

The plane shook hard. My drink almost tipped over. The seatbelt light came on again and the captain’s voice crackled through the speakers. “Ladies and gentlemen, we are hitting some unexpected turbulence. Please remain seated with your seatbelts fastened.”I was stuck in the back of economy. The guy next to me kept spreading his legs and the woman across the aisle wouldn’t stop talking on her phone even though we were supposed to be quiet. My bladder was full and I needed to move. When the plane dipped again I stood up without thinking.“Miss, you need to sit down,” a flight attendant called out, but the plane lurched and she grabbed the nearest seat herself.I staggered forward, past the curtain into first class. Most seats were taken. One empty one sat next to a man in a dark suit. He looked up as I reached for the armrest.“Is this free?” I asked.He nodded once. “Sit.”I dropped into the seat and buckled the belt just as the plane dropped again. My shoulder bumped his. He didn’t m

THE OVERNIGHT FLIGHT 2

Chapter 2He stayed buried deep inside me. I could feel every inch of him. Thick. Hard. Stretching me open. My hands slipped on the sink. The mirror showed my flushed face and his dark eyes watching me.“Fuck,” he breathed against my neck. “You’re tight.”I couldn’t answer. His hand came up and covered my mouth. Firm but not rough. He started moving. Slow at first. Pulling almost all the way out then sliding back in until his hips met mine. The sink creaked. I bit down on his palm to stay quiet.“That’s it,” he said. “Take it.”He picked up speed. Harder thrusts. Each one pushed me forward against the cold sink. My skirt was bunched around my waist. My underwear hung around one ankle. The wet sound of him fucking me filled the small space. I was still so wet from his fingers earlier that he slid in easy every time.“You feel that?” he asked, voice low near my ear. “How deep I am?”I nodded against his hand.“Good. Stay quiet and I’ll let you come.”He kept a steady pace. Not gentle. N

THE OVERNIGHT FLIGHT 3

Chapter 3 The door locked with a soft click. The tiny bathroom smelled like cheap soap and recycled air. I faced the mirror, hands on the sink, while he stood right behind me. His chest pressed against my back. Hard. Warm. He didn’t speak at first. Just reached under my skirt and shoved my underwear down to my thighs. Cool air hit my wet skin. I watched in the mirror as his hand slid between my legs and found me still dripping from earlier. “Still ready,” he said. I nodded. My voice felt stuck. He unzipped. The sound was loud in the small space. Then the thick head of his cock pressed against me. He rubbed it up and down through my wetness, coating himself. “Look at me,” he said. I lifted my eyes to the mirror. His dark ones met mine. “Ready?” “Yes.” He pushed in slow. One long thrust that filled me completely. I bit my lip hard. He didn’t stop until he was buried to the hilt. The stretch burned in the best way. My hands slipped on the sink. He covered my mouth with one han

THE OVERNIGHT FLIGHT 4

Chapter 4 His hand stayed on my thigh under the blanket. Warm. Heavy. Fingers resting high enough that I felt every small shift of his skin against mine. The cabin remained mostly dark. Soft lights here and there. Most passengers slept or stared at nothing with headphones in. The plane hummed steady now. No more hard turbulence. Just the long final stretch toward landing. I kept my eyes on the seat back in front of me. My body still felt open from the bathroom. Wet. Sensitive. Every time the plane made a tiny adjustment his fingers pressed a little deeper against the fabric of my underwear. He didn’t speak for a while. Neither did I. The quiet between us felt heavier than the earlier noise of the engines. I could still feel the ghost of him inside me from the sink. The stretch. The way he had covered my mouth. The two orgasms that left my legs weak when I walked back to this seat. His fingers moved at last. Slow. He pushed the edge of my underwear aside and slid two fingers into m

HER BOSS PRIVATE CABIN 1

I sat on the edge of the bed in my small cabin, staring at the dark window. The company retreat was supposed to be relaxing. Team building. Hiking. Forced smiles around the fire. I hated every second of it.My phone showed 11:47. Most people were already asleep or still drinking by the main lodge. I just wanted quiet.Then the knock came.Three hard taps. Not soft. Not polite.I froze. Who the hell knocks this late?I pulled my thin robe tighter and walked to the door. My heart was already beating faster than it should.I opened it a crack.Mr. Kane stood there.Tall. Broad shoulders. Gray at the temples. That same hard look he wore in every meeting. The one that made junior staff stutter. He held a bottle of whiskey in one hand. No glass. Just the bottle.“Miss Hale,” he said. His voice was low and steady. “You going to leave me out here?”I swallowed. “Sir… it’s late.”“I know what time it is.” He didn’t move. “Are you going to open the door or keep me standing in the cold?”Somethi

HER BOSS PRIVATE CABIN 2

I sat there, heart racing, the taste of whiskey still on my tongue, and realized he was right.I wasn’t going to ask him to leave.He knew it too.Mr. Kane stood up slow. He looked down at me on the bed for a long second. Then he reached for my wrist and pulled me to my feet.“Come here.”His grip was firm. Not rough yet. Just sure. He walked me the few steps to the small table in the middle of the cabin. The same one where the empty bottle still sat.He turned me around so my back faced him. One hand pressed between my shoulder blades and pushed until I bent forward. My hands landed on the wood.“Stay like that,” he said.I did.He stepped in close behind me. I felt the heat of his body through my thin robe. His hands moved to the belt of the robe and tugged it open. The fabric slid off my shoulders and pooled around my elbows. Underneath I only wore a soft tank top and simple underwear. Nothing fancy.His palm ran down my back, over the curve of my ass, then up again.“You’ve broken

HER BOSS PRIVATE CABIN 3

He stayed inside me, not moving now, just holding me bent over the table while I tried to catch my breath.Outside the cabin the night was still and quiet.Inside, nothing was quiet anymore.After a long minute he pulled out. The sudden emptiness made me whimper. He stepped back and I heard him gathering his clothes, but he didn’t put them on. Instead he picked up his belt from the floor.“On the bed,” he said. “Face down.”My legs felt weak. I pushed off the table and walked the short distance. The mattress dipped when I climbed on. I lay on my stomach, cheek against the pillow, arms at my sides.He came over. The bed shifted under his weight. He took my right wrist and pulled it toward the headboard. The leather of his belt wrapped around it, tight but not cutting. He looped the other end around the left wrist and pulled until both arms were stretched above my head, locked together.I tested the hold. It didn’t give.“Comfortable?” he asked.“No.”“Good.”He moved down the bed. His

HER BOSS PRIVATE CABIN 4

He didn’t pull out. He just stayed deep, holding me down with his weight, while I lay there tied and shaking and trying to remember how to breathe.The night outside stayed quiet.Inside the cabin, I already knew sleep wasn’t coming anytime soon.He gave me a few minutes. Then he started moving again.Slow at first. Deep strokes that made me whimper into the pillow. My body was sensitive now. Every thrust felt bigger than the last. He kept the same steady pace that had broken me earlier, never rushing, never easing up for long.“Still so tight,” he muttered. “Even after all that.”I could only moan. The belt still held my wrists above my head. My arms ached. My legs felt useless.He fucked me like that for a long time. The darkness outside the window slowly turned gray. I lost track of how many times he brought me close and pulled me back. He seemed to know exactly when I was about to tip over, and he would slow down or stop rubbing my clit until the feeling faded enough for him to st

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