108 - pleasure in the heights

When we returned to our plane, I felt very, very satisfied and tired as well. So, after dismissing our flight attendant, Jaden and I went to the private bedroom of the jet after a shower in the slightly cramped bathroom.

It was very clear that everything here smelled of wealth, and I would never get used to it. I lay down on the bed, wrapping myself lightly around Jaden, resting my head on his chest and inhaling his clean, woody scent.

My man had such a unique and distinctive smell. My mouth watered just feeling him so warm against me. I lightly squeezed my thighs and shifted in the bed, watching him sleep calmly. I wanted to wake him, but I was certainly asleep too.

“I can smell your excitement,” he whispered, his voice husky.

It was almost like a trigger. A shiver ran down my spine, and I gasped. Jaden was quick, roughly turning me over, positioning himself on top. “Don’t you ever get tired of me?”

“Only if you ever get tired of me,” I whispered.

“Well, we both know that’s never goin