“You did seem pretty enthused yesterday,” I smile.
“Mmmmmmmm, yeah,” she groans, pressing her knees together. “That was amazing. So where’s the pen?”
I hand her the pen and she flips to the back page.
“Are you sure? The offer to find an independent attorney to read this over for you still stands, you know.”
She signs her name with a flourish, stabbing the paper to dot the I in her last name. Then she flips back to the chart and hovers over the square for Saturday. With a wink, she writes the name Spencer in the middle of it.
“Does that mean we can get started today?”
Something tightens in my chest. Instantly I’m hard for her, and the proper lawyer part of me melts into the background. I reach out for the legs of her chair and drag it across the kitchen floor until she’s close to me.
Giggling, she climbs onto my lap, straddling my thighs with hers. She wiggles against my crotch, circling her pussy over my hard-on.
“Is there anything in that document about what you guys have to do? Your responsibilities?”
Her lips hover over mine, sweet and inviting. Slowly she lowers her mouth to kiss mine and I realize this is our first kiss. This is the first time, and it’s glorious. Her taste satisfies a thirst I didn’t know I had. I was so used to it, I thought that’s just how I was.
Before I know it, my hands are in her hair, pulling her onto me, reveling in the sweet taste from her mouth. Her fingers fumble at my trousers to free my cock and then guide it inside of her. She moans loudly, filling my mouth with the vibrations.
I want to come so badly, to drive to that bliss immediately, but I want her to come first. I move my mouth down to her nipple, biting it through the dress. Seems she’s not wearing a bra, which makes me almost nut right there. Circling my thumb over her clit, I rub faster and faster, hoping she can meet me at the same time.
“Yeah, baby,” she moans. “You know exactly what I need. Fuck me!”
I feel she’s close, feel her channel clasping at me, trembling on the edge of coming. She rides me mercilessly, pounding against my balls until finally I can’t stand it anymore and grab her shoulders, jamming her all the way onto my cock, tipping her back so she can take every last inch, down to my nut sack.
Her eyes roll back in her head as she yelps, clenching her whole body in the overwhelming, electrifying orgasm. Then she slumps forward, sweating and moaning as she drapes herself over my shoulders and kisses my neck.
Finally I can breathe, and finally my vision clears again. She is still on top of me and I feel my cum dribbling between my sticky thighs, pooling under my ass.
“The document says we have to give you everything,” I tell her when I catch my breath, continuing where I left off. “Twenty million dollars if you should ever need to leave us. Billions if you decide to stay. And all the cock you can handle. On command. Day or night and in any combination.”
“It really says that? Like, literally?” she yawns against my shoulder.
“It may be the very first legal document to ever say that,” I tell her. “Anything you want, Bunny. Forever.”
Chapter 16
Sully
Bunny’s eyes are wide with amazement when she realizes that this jet actually has a nursery on it.
It wasn’t really that difficult to get a carpenter to put up a partition and paint the curved walls pink, but Bunny is positively delighted. She carries Sophia through the decorated pocket door to the nursery, cooing in her ear.
“All your favorite toys are here, baby girl! Look at how nice all of this is! And this mural…”
She drags her fingers along the trailing vines and elephants entangled trunk to tail. She looks at me and rolls her eyes, comically.
“You guys are too much!” she exclaims. “And look, Sophia, it’s your favorite kind of crib too! Just bolted to the floor for safety!”
“Of course,” I shrug. “Couldn’t have her just rolling around at altitude, could we?”
“Oh, of course not," Bunny pouts dramatically as she straps Sophia into her bouncy chair. It seems like in the past few days, she’s gotten better at holding her head up and now all she wants to do is be mostly upright. She’s growing up so fast.
“Well this is all pretty amazing, I have to admit. I knew private jets were something else but… This is really something else!"
“I’d love to show you the rest of it,” I say, remembering our abbreviated but wonderful tour of the yacht in the harbor.