Contracted to the Ruthless Billionaire
She rocked her hips in a slow rhythm, grinding against him while the jet hummed around them.
Alexander leaned back, watching her with hooded eyes. “Look at you. Fucking yourself on my cock thirty thousand feet in the air. Such a dirty little contract wife.”
He gripped her hips and started thrusting up into her, faster and harder. Emma moaned loudly, not caring if the pilot could hear. She rode him desperately, chasing another orgasm.
“Touch yourself,” he ordered.
Her fingers found her clit, rubbing furiously as he fucked her from below. She came hard, burying her face in his neck to muffle her screams. Alexander followed, pumping her full again.