Every nerve in my body fired to life as his touch moved higher.
“Power is the ability to drive a man to put aside everything he’s ever focused on for his wife.” His thumb skimmed the damp gusset of my underwear. “From the beginning, you’ve had all the power. I was at your mercy. I was ready to beg for just a sliver of your time, for the slightest taste of you. I spent months meeting you for coffee, knowing I’d rather have been buried deep in your cunt. You made me want things I didn’t even know I wanted. If that isn’t power, I don’t know what is.”
His fingers slid past my thong and plunged deep into my pussy, scissoring out. My body arched toward him as my head fell back against the cushions of the seat. The book in my lap fell to the floor with a thud.
“Baz.” I closed my eyes, lost in the pleasure of his wicked hand.
“You’re the only person who could get me on a plane in the middle of a takeover, during a time I had to assert my authority in my territory.”
He thrust in and out, my arousal flooding his hand. “You hold all the power, Isa.”
My vaginal muscles quickened and then clenched, my orgasm right upon me.
“But I control your pleasure and you don’t come unless I let you.” He abruptly withdrew, leaving me hanging.
“No. Baz. What are you doing?”
He grinned, bringing his fingers to his mouth and sucking my essence clean.
“You can’t be serious. You’re going to leave me hanging?”
“If we were in our cabin, then I might consider it, but we’re here where anyone can see you.” He leaned forward, taking my lips in a deep kiss.
I could taste myself, and it heightened the uncomfortable need deep inside me.
He straightened the skirt of my dress and picked up my book from the floor. Sebastian read the title, smirked, and then set it on my lap.
“I think this is great reading. Tell Lilly I said thank you.” He rose and returned to his desk. Less than a second later, Denise, the flight attendant, entered the lounge with a tray of drinks and food.
“Be prepared,” I muttered so only Sebastian could hear. “I’ll get my revenge.”
“I have no doubt that you’ll try,” he responded, not caring that Denise could hear everything we were saying. ”Just remember I’m the one in control.”
“Whatever. I can take care of it without your help,” I said to Sebastian while smiling at Denise as she set my drink and a fruit-and-cheese plate in front of me.
“But you won’t.” He took his plate and drink, setting them on the desk.
I picked up a grape to pop into my mouth. “And why not?”
He turned his dark, almost black gaze toward me. The intensity of it had butterflies fluttering in my stomach. “Because the reward will be worth at least ten of them.”
“Oh.” I bit into the sweet fruit. “So, this is a type of game?”
“Something like that. I promise you won’t regret it.”
I knew I wasn’t going to get what I wanted no matter how much my body needed relief.
“Fine. I’ll wait.”
Sebastian smirked. “You do that. In the meantime, why don’t you read the book Lilly packed? I’m sure you’ll find it fascinating reading material.”
Was that humor I heard in his tone? I’d get my revenge, orgasms or not.
I grabbed the book Lilly had picked for me and nearly groaned. It was a copy of the Kama Sutra with pictures and detailed descriptions. I clenched my teeth.
Best friend or not, the woman was a menace.
Good thing I adored her.
Chapter Fifteen
Isa
“Isa. It’s time to wake up.”
“No,” I moaned and rolled over. “I need a few more hours of sleep.”
Sebastian chuckled. “You’ve slept for seven hours. It’s time to get ready.”
That’s when I realized I was lying on a bed under luxurious covers that felt like the softest and highest thread-count cotton available against my skin.
My eyes snapped open. Sebastian leaned over me. He was bare-chested and his jaw was shadowed by a dark growth of beard, giving him a rakish look. His hair was wet, telling me he’d showered.
I peeked over his shoulder and took in the opulent room. It was decorated in soft neutral tones. So this was the private cabin. I’d flown on private jets before but none with a bedroom or shower. Then again, I’d only flown around Europe, where everything was within a few hours’ flight, and one trip to see Ana in Las Vegas. But that had been on a commercial flight under an assumed name with a passport Ana had arranged for me.
“How did I get in here? The last thing I remember was watching one of the Ocean’s movies.”
I vaguely remembered curling into him when the plane hit some turbulence and then falling back asleep. I guessed it wasn’t turbulence—it was Sebastian bringing me in here.
He shook his head. “You are one hard sleeper. You barely stirred when I undressed you and put you to bed.”
At that moment, the sheets covering me slipped, revealing my naked body.
“Naked? Really?”
He lifted a brow. “I sleep naked. Therefore, you sleep naked.”
His gaze shifted to my breasts, and my nipples immediately pebbled.
“Did you give me an orgasm while you were at it?” I frowned at him. “I think I would have woken up if it was ten.”
“Still not over it, are you?”
“You’re not the one with a case of lady blue balls.”
He picked up my hand and set it over his erection, the one I hadn’t noticed until now.
“You’ve had me in this state since I met you at the club. It doesn’t matter how many times I come deep in your cunt. It’ll never be enough.”
Instead of climbing off the bed, I straddled his lap,
