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I know immediately what I’m going to say, but I draw it out for a few seconds to torture him just a little.

“I love you too, Jackson,” I say as I drop to my knees in front of him. “And I would love to be your wife.”

The look of pure happiness and relief on his face is one that I’ll always remember. I’ll cherish it forever.

And the feel of that ring as he slides it around my finger…

…priceless.

Chapter Nine

Jackson

* * *

It’s been four days of bliss with my hot little fiancé but now it’s time for a new adventure. The service guys are loading our bags into the private jet I chartered and we’re almost ready to head to Boston so my girl can get her degree.

I rented a huge penthouse suite in one of the most prestigious buildings in the city. My girl will be able to walk to her classes and I’ll be right by her side the entire way with my protective arm around her.

“Why don’t you go wait in the jet?” I tell her as I gently hold her chin. She moans as I give her a soft kiss on those plump juicy lips that I love so damn much.

“I’ll save you a seat,” she says with a flirty lift of her eyebrows before spinning and strutting over to the jet. My eyes are on her the entire way, loving the look of her in that yellow sundress. That ass, those hips, those bare legs… mmmmmm… I’m going to be getting under that dress on the flight back, that’s for fucking sure.

“It’s going to be good,” Daniel says beside me as Ella disappears into the jet. I turn to him and chuckle as I watch him nervously wringing his hands as he talks to himself.

I put my hand on his shoulder and his eyes dart to mine. “It will be okay. You’re going to do great.”

He doesn’t look so sure.

I’m leaving him in charge of running the place while I’m gone. It’s been hard taking my hands off the wheel to let someone else drive, but if I want a hotel empire, I’m going to have to do it someday. I can’t run dozens of hotels by myself.

Daniel will have a few months to prove himself. If he does well, I might make him the full-time boss. If all he does is try to nail the guests and screws everything up, he’ll be washing dishes in the back. I hope it’s the former.

“You think?” he says, turning a little green at the thought of being in charge.

“I’ve known you my whole life,” I tell him. “You’re destined for greatness, buddy. Just get out of your own way.”

He looks at me for a few seconds and then nods, getting pumped up. “I’ll be the boss of the hotel now. Chicks are going to love that!”

“Just don’t put your feet on my fucking desk.”

We both laugh as I lean in and hug him.

“I’m happy for you, Jackson,” he says. “I’ve never seen you look this happy. You look lighter.”

“I feel lighter.” I look back at the jet, knowing that the love of my life is in there waiting for me and my heart flutters in my chest.

“Go to her,” he says with a nod. “I got your hotel under control. No need to worry about it. You can focus all your attention and energy on your pretty little fiancé.”

I give him one more quick hug before I bound off to the jet.

“Jackson!” he calls when I’m halfway up the stairs. I turn and look at him. “Does she have a sister?”

I laugh and shake my head as I head inside. Maybe he and my future sister-in-law will hit it off…

That usual feeling of love and possessiveness fills me up when I step inside and see Ella sitting in the big leather seat with an adorable smile on her face.

I go to her and kiss her hard until her sweet body goes nice and slack against mine. She moans when I pull away and I know that her soft little pussy is getting nice and wet under that dress. I can’t wait until the pilots get this thing in the air and I’ll be able to see just how wet she is.

Less than an hour later, we’re cruising at thirty thousand feet with the stewardess watching a movie up front on her phone. I slipped her a few hundred bucks and told her not to come back for at least an hour.

I’m on my knees in front of a goddess with her dress draped over my head and my tongue lodged deep in her hot cunt.

She’s trying to keep her moans low, but failing hard. Luckily, the roar of the jet engines is drowning most of them out.

After she cums hard on my tongue, I pull my throbbing cock out and plunge it deep inside her.


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