My body melts into the seat as he starts playing with my pussy, dipping thick fingers into my hole as he adds some pressure to my throbbing clit with his palm.
He doesn’t remove his hand the rest of the way and I’m seriously impressed with his ability to land the helicopter one-handed while simultaneously getting me off. I cum all over his hand on the way down and his fingers are dripping with my cream when we finally touch down on the large flat rock we’ve used as a helipad so many times before.
He shuts the engine off and puts his dripping fingers to his mouth, moaning like a beast as he sucks them clean. “You taste like warm sugar,” he says in a breathless tone. “So fucking sweet.”
“You going to suck on those fingers all day or do you want a taste of the real thing?”
His gaze darkens as I turn in the seat and lift up my dress, exposing myself to him. I have one foot on the back of his seat and the other on the top of the dashboard.
He exhales long and hard as his hungry eyes lock on my wet pussy. I know what happens when I tease him like this…
I’m in for a hell of a time.
And as usual, my sexy man doesn’t disappoint.
Epilogue
Jack
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Fifteen years later…
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“Bye!” Nia shouts over the roar of the helicopter as our four children rush out, slinging their backpacks over their tiny shoulders. “Have a great day! Listen to your teachers!”
They wave as the wind from the rotary blades sends their hair swirling around their heads. Our oldest, fourteen-year-old Rania, takes after me with her cobalt blue eyes and straight blondish hair. She scowls at us as her hair gets messed up.
Twelve-year-old Colin is darker-skinned with Nia’s beautiful brown eyes and curly hair, and nine-year-old identical twins, Tamara and Yasmine look like little clones of my sweet Nia.
There are bits of both of us in our beautiful biracial children and I love them all so so much.
Rania is in her teenage phase, so she stomps off without a second look, but the other three adorable kids wave to us with big smiles on their faces as we take-off.
Colin loves getting dropped off at school in the helicopter. We don’t do it every day, but I have something special planned for my girl. It’s the fifteenth anniversary of the day we met and I want to bring her back to our secret place for a little jog down memory lane.
“Where are you going?” Nia asks through the headset when I bank right instead of heading left back to our house.
I grin as I look at her beautiful face. This woman is a warrior. She’s given me four kids and she’s still as fierce and energetic as the day I met her.
My heart is still overflowing with love whenever I look at her. I still can’t believe I get to kiss those sweet supple lips and hold those soft hands. I’m the luckiest man in the world.
“It’s a surprise,” I tell her with a sly grin.
She smirks at me as she shakes her head and then turns to the window.
“I thought you forgot.”
“How could I forget?” I ask her in disbelief. “This was the day my whole life changed. This was the best day of my life.”
She reaches over and rests her hand on my thigh. Just a touch from her is getting me hard. Knowing I’m going to slide my cock between her soft wet pussy lips is making me move this helicopter a little faster.
Her mischievous hand starts rubbing closer to my cock, teasing me and driving me crazy as we get closer to our spot.
I have a full-on hard throbbing dick when the beach comes into view. She slides her palm up and down it as I get closer.
I land on the flat rock and turn the helicopter off.
She’s on me before I can even get the headset off. I underestimated my girl. Apparently, she wanted this as badly as I did.
She crushes her lips to mine as she climbs on top of me, straddling my hard body.
“Oh, fuck,” I gasp as she grinds her pussy up and down my steel cock. I grab her tits and kiss her neck as she yanks off my seatbelt.
The cockpit is too small for what we have planned. We have too many clothes on and not enough room to take them off.
“Come,” she begs in that sexy raspy voice she always gets whenever her lust is in charge.
I follow her out and we’re on each other at once, pawing and pulling until we tumble into the sand. I land on top of her and we quickly yank our shorts and underwear down in a frantic blur of desperate hands.