“I know what you’re trying to do. You don’t get to come yet.” He slid a finger inside her and she moaned, grinding her hips against his leg, then raising her ass up against his hand. He pulled the finger back out and laughed. “No, you don’t get that yet either. Although I know that’s exactly what you want.”
He lifted up her skirt to display her nakedness and caressed her slowly. “You’re in for a long night, my love.” Jack placed a gentle kiss on her backside, laughing as Caroline wriggled toward him again. “I bet I know where you’d like me to put my lips right now.”
“Please, Jack.” She twisted on his lap just thinking about it. He was so good with his tongue. It seemed a waste for him to neglect that part of his repertoire. She pushed her hips toward his cock. If she could move a little further, she could maybe grind against him, finish herself off without his help. She’d never been able to get off that way but she wasn’t sure she’d ever been this turned on before.
Jack lifted her thighs up so she couldn’t move, and her legs flailed. “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re trying to do, sweetheart.”
He loved this part of the game. Pushing her toward the edge. Making her crazy. Forcing her to tell him what she needed. “Please, Jack. Touch me. Make me come. I don’t care how.”
“No,” he said. “You get to writhe and beg and plead before I let you come.” He suckled on her earlobe, teasing the secretly sensitive part of her neck with his tongue in an agonizing imitation of what he usually did to her clit.
“I know this is what you want,” he whispered. “You want my tongue inside your pussy. But you’re going to have to wait for that until tomorrow. You’re going to be squirming in your seat the entire flight back to Pennsylvania just thinking about it. And I’m going to enjoy watching you every minute until we land.”
Caroline felt a rush between her ears, a warmth between her thighs. The man knew how to use the English language to arouse her senses. Every word he uttered put her at a greater disadvantage. “Pervert,” she gasped.
“You love it.” He slid his fingers inside her again, bringing them down to tease her clit. “You’re so wet, baby. You’re going to wreck my suit pants. That might get you in even more trouble.”
Caroline gripped the sheet on the bed, her entire body trembling. “It’s all for you.”
Jack withdrew his fingers and brushed the back of one hand against her cheek. She turned her head so that her eyes met his.
“I know,” he said softly.
“Please,” she panted. “Please do that again. Touch me.”
“Oh, no. You have to earn your orgasm. That comes later.”
Caroline realized the urge to slam her hands down on the mattress. “You’re such an asshole.”
Jack laughed and resumed stroking her backside. “I know, baby. But you wanted to play.”
He reached for the back of her head, loosening the remaining bobby pins. After he finished he brushed her hair back out of her face. She turned to look up at him again. He gazed back at her with heat in his eyes, swallowing hard. She could see the muscles moving in his neck.
“I love you, Caroline,” he said. “So very much.”
She turned back toward the front of the bed and grabbed a pillow, pulling it toward her head. “I know,” she said. “Believe me, I know.” Caroline clenched her teeth and pushed her face into the pillow. If they’d been at home she wouldn’t have bothered since he loved hearing her scream, but this was a high class hotel and they had to maintain a small amount of respectability.
Jack chuckled at her effort to prepare herself. “Twelve is a lot. You should have exercised more self-control. You know what to do if it gets to be too much.”
That was extremely doubtful. She loved when her husband did this to her and he knew it. Otherwise he wouldn’t do it at all. His hands could be gentle, his caresses unbearably sweet. But they could also be harsh and cruel. He didn’t waste any time, bringing his palm down hard on her backside. Caroline let out a muffled cry, then smiled. She wanted the night to last forever but she also couldn’t wait to get on that plane tomorrow. To go back to their home where they would truly be alone, free to