CEREAL DATER (The Way To A Man's Heart Book 13) by Frankie Love (people reading books .txt) 📕

He takes our luggage from the trunk of his car, and soon we’re standing out on the tarmac, waiting for our ride. I’m sure this isn’t how I’ve heard about people going through airports, and it’s not until I see the small aircraft waiting for us that it clicks.

"Is that a private jet?” I practically shriek, and he nods, clearly amused by my excitement.

"It sure is," he replies as the staff appear to take our bags and whisk them inside. I can hardly believe this. No wonder he’s so confident – he’s got all the money that he needs to do anything he wants.

He takes my hand as we head up the stairs together, and I race around looking at everything as soon as we get inside. He watches with this playful grin on his face, and I can tell that he is enjoying being the one to introduce me to all of this. Inside, it’s all plush red leather, seats that look as though they could double as massage chairs.

"What do you think?" he asks as we sink into our seats and the staff arrive with a couple of champagne glasses. No one else is on the plane. Just us. Alone. For hours.

"Pretty impressive," I shoot back. "Though no cereal that I could find. So, not up to my standards."

"I know a good cereal supplier," he murmurs, sliding his hand over to my leg again. I feel my pussy throb at his touch – I haven’t been able to stop thinking about the fucking he gave me since I last saw him, and I’m not going to be able to wait until this plane lands to get my hands on him again.

The plane takes off, and Landon holds my hand as I brace for the unknown. He smiles, whispering in my ear that I’m gonna be fine. That he’s got me. And I believe him. This man I just met, who is telling me everything I want to her. But it doesn’t feel like a canned line. It feels real.

Really real. And really fucking incredible.

Once we are high in the sky and can remove our seatbelts, I finish the glass of champagne and giggle in relief. This trip is really happening.

“God, I love your laugh,” he says. He leans over and plants a kiss on my lips, and, within moments, he has pulled me from my seat and onto his lap. He winds his arms around my waist, kisses down my throat and over my collarbone, and I grind against him, not even caring if any of the staff happen to bust back in to catch us in the act.

I don’t give a damn who sees what right now. I just have to have him again. And he wants it too. Wants me.

Still, the curtains are closed, the staff has disappeared, and we are alone. In a private oasis high in the sky.

"I’ve been thinking about you nonstop since last night," he murmurs to me as his lips find mine again, his hand sliding up my skirt to pull off my panties.

"Me too," I breathe back, and I rake my nails over his scalp and push his head back so that I can look him in the eyes. They are burning with desire for me, and it sends a shockwave through my system to see him like that. So full of want for me.

I kiss him again, harder this time, and slide my hands down to his pants so that I can free his thick, gorgeous cock.

I stroke him a couple of times, bring him to hardness under my touch, as our tongues dance against each other. But I need more. I need to feel him fuck me. His hands push down the straps of my dress, and he traces his tongue around my swollen nipple as I jerk him off. Even this, even this is enough for me – anything that brings the two of us closer together for just a moment is all that I need.

"I need to be inside you right now," he tells me, his hand skimming up my back, leaving a trail of shivers in its wake. I don’t even have words anymore – I just nod, and arch myself towards him so that he can more easily thrust himself inside of me.

He takes his cock in one hand and my hip in the other, and guides them to meet until I can feel his delicious thickness spreading me open. I sink myself down on top of him, moaning with pleasure as I feel him spread me open, letting the rush of it, the sheer power of that sensation, take control of me.

"Look at me," he breathes, and I open my eyes and look into his. They look as though they are trying to consume some part of me. As though he is trying to forge this fiery bond into something else, something real, something that neither of us will ever be able to deny.

And then, he begins to move. And everything else just falls away at once.

Chapter Seven

Landon

"Oh, God, I’m so nervous," she blurts out as she practically hops from foot to foot, waiting for my parents to join us at the bar.

"You have nothing to be nervous about," I assure her. I wish that I were telling the truth. In reality? I’m pretty sure she has plenty to be worried about right now.

We have finally made it to Maui, and right now, we’re at the rehearsal dinner for my sister’s wedding. My parents have been so busy with all the guests that they haven’t been able to make time for me, but I know they’ve clocked the woman I’m with. The woman who is certainly not the one that they chose for me.

"Yeah, I’ll believe that when I see it," she mutters, and she grabs another drink and takes a sip. I don’t blame her for being nervous. Because she has nothing in common with most of the people here.

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