- Lily Jane Collin -
I woke up in an unfamiliar bedroom, for a moment I forgot that I was on air. I fixed my hair and then I went out to find something to eat. I was starving, I didn’t have anything today except one cup of coffee. I was walking and looking around Eric’s private jet. His jet was better than my family’s private jet, also bigger than my family. Inside the jet there were two suite bedrooms, one suite room also had a walk-in closet and shower room. Also there was a living area too with six chairs and a mini bar. While I was looking all the different limited alcohol display from the mini bar, the air host stopped me.
“Ma’am, sorry to disturb you, sir is looking for you at the living area,” the air host informed me. Then the air host led me to the living area. I was about to sit across his seat then he grabbed my arm and told me to sit next to him.
“How was your sleep?” he asked me. “Good,” I replied to him. It was a good short nap.
“I bet you’re hungry, look like you’re having a war inside your stomach,” he teased at me after he heard the sound from my stomach. I just gave a node as the answer. A few minutes later the air host came and served us with a delicious meal.
“How many hours left to land in Paris,” I asked him, taking a slip of wine from the glass.
“I think around ten more hours,” he replied. Then the silent came up again, both of us were drinking wine and waiting for who would start the conversation first. But apparently none of us started the conversation. He was doing something with his laptop. So I walked to the bar to get some drinks. But then I ended up drinking almost a bottle of wine by myself.
“You! What’s wrong with you? Are you still mad at me? I should be the one who mad at you mister,” I said while I was stumbling walking toward his direction.
“How much did you drink? You’re drunk,” he said to me, frowning his forehead while catching me from almost tripping on the floor. He was letting me sit on his laps and helping me to balance my body.
“I’m not drunk! Now you’re angry again,” my drunk ass brain was messing with me as well as him too.
“Hey! Look! You’re the one who is mad at me, remember! Not me,” he said. But this time the way he talked was gentle and caring.
“Oh! Yeah! I was mad at you but not anymore. Who would be mad at a person with this kind of eyes” I said as I looked into his eyes. At that moment I couldn’t explain how I felt, but I felt like I got the feeling that I didn’t get it or felt it from others. I kept staring into his eyes.
“It’s all yours, you’re mine and I’m yours,” he said and then he kissed me. I kissed her back this time, I never got that kind of good kiss before. While we were kissing, I felt the butterfly and the sparkling between us. It was also a good long kiss.
After the kiss broke, I tried to stand up but I almost tripped over again. “Woh! Woh! Careful. Let me help you,” he said as he held me on my waist and helped me to balance. Then he took me to the bar as I asked him. Thereafter I strumblingly walked to the display counter and then took a wine bottle.
“You can’t drink more Lily,” he said while he put back the wine bottle behind the bar.
“Hey hey you can’t do that, you know it’s not fair if only me is drunk. So you need to drink until you are drunk too” I said as I took back the wine bottle and poured into two glasses.
“No! You can’t drink more. I’ll drink instead of you, is that okay,” he said and I nodded. Right after he finished his first cup, I was so sleepy and fighting not to fall asleep.
“Let’s go sleep now, I’ll take you to the bedroom,” he said as he held me in a bridal style and took me to the room. When he put me down on the bed, the tension between us was really strong. His lip was about to touch mine, without thinking twice I started kissing him. Then I started kissing him on his neck and then he was also starting to kiss around my neck.
“You smell so good and mesmerizingly beautiful,” he said to me while caressing my neck.
At that moment my subconsciousness was telling me to stop doing this and telling me that I’m drunk and I would regret later when I was sober. But then his lust was impossible for me to stop it. His words made my heart flutter and beat fast with joy.
Those looks I would never ever forget. I was moaning in delight at the pleasure he gave me from his kiss. Then he stopped suddenly kissing me and catching his breath. I was looking at him with questioning eyes.
“I need to stop now or else will lose control. Like as much as I would love to do the next step but I don’t want to spend my first night like this when you are under the influence of alcohol,” he whispered to my ear.
I could tell his private part under his pants had hardened. Then he told me to sleep now and pulled me under his broad chest. Within a few minutes both of us were falling into deep sleep.
“Lily! Wake up we are landed,” he softly spoke to me. When I opened my eyes, the headache hit me first. “Gosh, how much did I drink last night,” I murmured quietly to myself. Then I forced myself to get up off the bed and walked to the exit door. When we got down from the plane, the driver was already there waiting for us. I quickly hopped into the car and waiting to head to the hotel.
“Here! Drink this, it’ll help you,” he said while handing me a bottle of water. While I was drinking water, I saw he was staring at me and laughing at me.
“What 's so funny about me drinking water,” I asked him.
“I’m laughing, reminding me about last night,” he replied. “I didn’t know you’ve that kind of wild side but I love it,” he continued his sentence. That left me full of questions. Wild side? What did I do last night? Then all the drunk memories about last came one by one. I sweared to myself about my stupid action. But I pretended I was not remembering anything about last night.
“I would love to continue tonight that we didn’t finish it on the plane,” he said while smirking at me. Last night the intimacy between us was so strong and now I remembered vividly. Just thinking about last night made me blush again. So I tried not to make eye contact with him while on the way to the hotel till we arrived at the hotel.
When we were checking in we met an unexpected guest there. I still remember her, I have encountered her two or three times. She was sitting in the lobby with one guy then she saw us and said hello to both of us.
“Wow! What an unexpected meeting? So nice to meet you here Eric,” she said while hugging Eric. Since she came to say hi she was just talking to Eric, I was like invisible at that moment.
“So what are you doing here in Paris?” she asked Eric.
“I’m here for my honeymoon trip with my wife,” Eric responded and held me tight on my waist. Then she noticed that I was there standing the whole time with Eric while she was trying to flirt with him. She smiled at me in a really uncomfortable, jealous way so I also gave her back the same smile.
“Hey! We met before remember! I’m Sophia, Eric’s friend,” she introduced me again and I just gave her a smile. And then she told us she was with her boyfriend too for the vacation, they had just arrived yesterday. Then me and Eric excused us and went up to our penthouse suite room.