I Wanna Take You On A Big Jet Plane Novels & Stories

I asked as I turned on the ignition. "Yeah... It is. I don't want you to stress yourself at all." He whispered and leaned over to kiss me. I readily agreed. I was ready to take this to the next level. "I am thinking about something else. Why don't we buy a jet?" I suggested and he laughed heartily. "Ember, aren't you getting ahead of yourself?" "I know right... This is just the beginning but I want to be free from the shackles of my past. I am ready to take the plunge I'm ready to be free from my past. I don't want to be limited anymore."

I asked, poking Justin in the shoulder. “For the hundredth time, I am. And I can tell you are, too, annoyingly excited. You’re going to drive me crazy.” I poked at him again. “I don’t wanna drive you crazy, but I have an idea.” “What?” I tugged on his shirt, so he had to lean close so I could whisper in his ear. “I think we should join the Mile High club.” He turned, arching an eyebrow at me. “Really?” He leaned in and whispered, his lips brushing my ear. “You want to have sex on the plane? You are such a naughty girl.”

“You’ll see. Our bags are packed and the limo’s waiting to take us to the airfield. We’re taking the Barrington private jet.” My eyes grew wide. “I’ve never flown, James.” That broadened his smile. “Oh, Sugar, there’s so much more you have never done.” He looped our arms together. “And I am so looking forward to teaching you.” My face lit up like a furnace. “James, you are impossible.” *** “Are you kidding me?! This looks like a hotel.” My jaw dropped to the floor when we entered the jet. James smiled at my enthusiasm. Of course, for him it was no big deal.

Zander laughed. “Watch yourself, mister,” I snickered. “I’d much rather watch you, my beautiful, sexy fiancée,” Zander whispered behind me as we climbed the stairs of the jet. “Why did Nathan send the big jet?” I asked. Zander shrugged. I entered the jet and turned to head into the cabin. “Surprise!” Everyone shouted. “Wait, what?” I said, covering my face. The plane was full. My family, Zander’s family, and friends smiled back at me. I started bawling my eyes out. Mama got out of her seat and raced to me.

Anna's POV: The moment our private jet touched down on the shores of Italy, a wave of nostalgia and anticipation washed over me. Italy wasn’t just a country—it was the place where my roots ran deep, where my family’s legacy was built. As soon as the jet door opened, our security personnel moved swiftly, forming a protective barrier around us. They escorted us from the jet's entrance to our waiting car with the efficiency of a well-rehearsed drill.

The sudden brightness blinded me for a few minutes and when I got my vision clear my mouth touched the ground. Because there's a freaking jet right before my sight. I knew Mr. Wright was a wealthy man but I didn't have any idea that he owned a jet. Just like a small kid excited about toys, I got excited to get on the plane. Mr. Wright was absorbing my reaction but then something clicked me.

"I have to go; do not let anyone bully you in that training; remember, you are the princess, my mate." He kissed me slowly, then pulled back, and was about to leave when I found my voice. "Are you not going to shower or change into something else?" "I will in our jet," He answered. "You have a private jet?" I said it with wide eyes. He smiled and said, "We do; Why are you so surprised?" "Well, because one of the things on my bucket list is to use a jet to go on a vacation to maybe Hawaii. But how come you didn't bring me here with it?" I scowled.

I asked. A deep frown etched on his forehead as he darkly stared at me. Why? Did I say something wrong? "No," he muttered. "I was thinking about you. Aren't you tired?" "No! I'm okay!" I'm practically bubbling with energy. I never thought I would be this excited over anything, but here I am practically jumping with eagerness. "How about the jet blade, then?" I asked. It looked like a jet pack that was connected to a jet ski. The pictures in the brochure made it look so much exciting. It can push you up into the air as the jet ski runs.

I murmured, feeling drops of liquid slide down my cheeks. Not the time to cry. I wiped my cheeks as we came near my house. The closer we got, the more I realized I couldn’t stand my mom at this time. Besides, Jake and his cronies could easily get to me here. That thought made me hit the dial button on Jet’s number. I began speaking before he finished saying hello. “Hey, could you push that offer forward? I’d like to see your palace sooner, say tonight or first thing tomorrow? Is it possible?”

I can't resist his charm, and we make our way out of the party together. During our vacation, our boys were looked after by our family while we indulged in the amazing opportunity to fly on a private jet to Hawaii. Although I was initially nervous, once we boarded and saw the luxurious plane, my excitement grew. The flight attendant greeted us warmly and escorted us to our seats, and to our delight, we had the entire plane to ourselves. The experience was truly unforgettable.