Christmas Auction (Owned Book 1) by M.K. Moore

Christmas Auction (Owned Book 1) by M.K. Moore

Author:M.K. Moore [Moore, M.K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Flirty Filth Publishing
Published: 2019-01-01T18:30:00+00:00


5

Helena

I have never felt like this before. His story was heart-wrenching, but I know he didn’t want my pity. Don’t ask me how I knew that though.

“I didn’t like her touching you,” I whisper, after the bitchy flight attendant drops off my wine and his bourbon, going back wherever the fuck she came from. I take a sip of my wine and set the glass back down.

“It sucks, doesn’t it,” he says.

“Yes. Why do I feel this way?”

“I can’t answer that for you, babe. I can only tell you my thoughts on it.” I wait for him to say something, but when he doesn’t, I nudge his arm.

“Well, are you going to?”

“Not yet. We aren’t ready for that,” he says cryptically.

“Okay,” I say sullenly. I drink the rest of my really cold and delicious wine, just like I like it, in one gulp. I have no idea why I am sulking, but it is what it is.

“Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. O’Toole. This is your captain, Jason, speaking. Congratulations on your nuptials.” I hear a glass break somewhere behind us. Stupid Jeanette. “Our flight time to Atlanta is four hours and twenty minutes. The weather is crisp and clear all the way home. We will begin our taxi down the runway in a few minutes. Once we have reached altitude, I will turn off the seatbelt sign and you will be free to move around the cabin.”

“Is now a good time to mention that I am deathly afraid of flying?” I ask, terrified.

“I got you, babe,” he says taking my hand in his larger one.

“That’s a song,” I say.

“So it is. Do you want me to sing it to you?”

“You sing?”

“Not well.” Yeah right, but I am curious to hear his thick southern accent singing to me. I am honestly not sure if my panties can handle it, but I am going to give it a try.

“Sing to me,” I demand. Imagine my surprise when he does. He puts his lips close to my ear and starts singing. I close my eyes and listen to the sound of his voice. Cher never sounded so good. Goosebumps have popped up all over my body.

“We are in the air, and Captain Jason turned the seatbelt sign off,” he says. I open my eyes and look at him. I quickly unbuckle my seatbelt and climb over the arm of the chair that is in between us. My dress rises up my thighs as I sit on his lap. His hard cock is digging into my ass. I kiss him.

“Thank you, Kiernan. That was so sweet of you.”

“Anything for you, Helena.”

“Anything?” I need this man. My husband.

“Anything.”

“Take me,” I whisper.

“You deserve something special, not the Mile High Club.”

“It will be special because it’s us.” He reaches around me and flicks a switch. “What was that?” I ask.

“Do not disturb,” he says casually. I quirk my eyebrow at him. “My parents use this plane too,” he says chuckling.

“Ah, gross, but somehow sweet at the same time.



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