Jade took a deep breath, then nodded, her eyes leaving me and wandering over to the plane waiting in the hanger for us. They went wide at the sight of it, and I couldn't help but chuckle. I doubted she'd ever flown in a private jet before, and the look of childish excitement on her face just made the day even better.
Though we'd planned to spend the flight going over the things Jade had been working on so I would have a list of things that needed to be delegated to others, we got very little done on the flight. Jade was just far too excited about her first trip on the plane to focus on much, and I was enjoying watching her to ruin that moment.
The lines that had been forming around her eyes over the last couple days seemed to fade away. Her dark skin had a renewed warmth to it as she looked out the window at the endless sea of clouds below us. In a way, it was like I was seeing a whole new Jade, one who'd left all of her troubles and problems back on the ground.
And I was not eager to see that part of her fade away. There would be plenty of time to figure out all the shit at work another time. Instead, I put the papers we'd been looking over back into my briefcase and leaned back in my seat, sipping on the hot cup of coffee the stewardess had brought me, thoroughly enjoying Jade's exuberance.
Though I'd been having second thoughts about bringing her along with me, knowing the tension between us and the stress she had going on in her life, I was glad I hadn't changed my mind. Just seeing the reflection of her smile in the glass was well worth any amount of tension.
Then, I found my eyes roaming over her body, admiring the way she filled out the black slacks she wore. They seemed to be perfectly molded to her. The black and red floral blouse she'd chosen was modest by most standards but still seemed to perfectly outline her breasts.
Forcing those thoughts from my mind, I closed my eyes and took deep breaths, trying to get myself under control. I'd promised Jade I would behave myself, and I needed to uphold that promise, damn it. I kept my eyes squeezed shut as long as I possibly could, thinking of nothing other than my breathing. In and out... In and out...
Each time I stopped, all I could think about was how Jade's long legs compared to the woman from Halloween, my thoughts quickly going downhill from there, and I refused to give those sordid thoughts any more attention.
In and out... In and out...
But no matter how hard I fought to keep my mind clean and chaste, when the plane finally touched down at the airstrip in Texas, my cock was uncomfortably hard beneath my own slacks. I waited until Jade stood to stretch the kinks out of her body from sitting for so long before I adjusted myself as best I could and stood. I just had to hope Jade didn't notice the bulge that had formed.
Then again, as distracted as Jade seemed to be, I could've walked around with it swinging out in front of me and she probably wouldn't have noticed. She practically bounced as the stewardess led us off the plane, like a kid who'd been given far too much sugar. I chuckled to myself as I watched her head swivel around taking everything in, wondering if I'd ever had that same excitement.
It was a look I could not get enough of.
9
Jade
Despite barely having taken a sip of the cup of coffee the stewardess had brought me, I felt wired as I walked off the plane, like I'd spent the entire trip drinking straight espresso. It'd been a very long time since I'd been this energetic. It reminded me of my youth. I'd fought so hard against that natural energy growing up, having learned to force myself to behave in school to avoid the punishments I knew would be waiting at home.
But I'd never been on a private jet before. Hell, I'd never flown anything but basic economy before and even then only a few times. I had an entire game plan laid out for the information I needed to give Christian so he could get my replacement up to speed, but that had basically gone out the window the moment I'd laid eyes on the sleek silver machine waiting for us in the hanger.
I hadn't even noticed when Christian had given up trying to get any work done and quietly put everything away, letting me lose myself in the fields of white fluff we'd been flying through. It had been so hard not to become hypnotized by it. I wanted to fly through them myself, let their softness envelop me and carry me away from everything.
And that sense of calm excitement followed me down the stairs and into the hanger where an older woman stood waiting and grinning. I froze at the bottom of the steps, staring at her with wide eyes, unable to figure out what to say or do. Then, Christian put his hand on my shoulder, and I turned to look at him, his soft smile somehow easing some of the tension that had already started to seep back into me.
I stepped to the side out of his way and he walked over to greet the smaller woman, scooping her up into his arms with the broadest smile I'd ever seen on him before. The older woman squeaked and protested, but Christian refused to put her down until she hugged him
