“You absolute beast,” she told her husband.
Maksim looked entirely unrepentant.“You can punish me later,” he informed her.
The image of ordering Maksim to press his lips against her thighs and pussy nearly ruined her.Still laughing breathlessly, Lena let him pull her backward toward the private suite hidden at the rear of the jet.
The bedroom was dimly lit and luxurious, soft gold light spilling across dark sheets already turned down for the night.The low distant roar of engines vibrated gently beneath the floor as the plane finally lifted into the sky.
Maksim shut the suite door behind them without ever taking his eyes off her.Then he looked slowly at the ruined remains of her wedding gown hanging from her body.His expression darkened with unmistakable satisfaction.
“There,” he murmured, stepping toward her again.“Much better.”
“Is it?”she teased back.
“I fucking love you, Lena,” he told her in quiet voice.
“I love you too,” she told her husband.
The End