Overnight Flight (manxman) Short Story

A short but sweet M/M love story.

Back by Popular demand, I am reposting this story until I decide to republish it on Kindle and that is determined by my copyright and my editior, I have received alot of complaints about taking the story down this one and the CEO, so I am putting this one back up. As for the CEO Commands I cannot because of the terms of the contract I cant have it available anywhere else except for Kindle for awhile before I can make it available elsewhere, sorry. For those who have purchased the book no worries yours will automatically updated on Kindle within five days of me repostiing it on back kindle site, so until such time you guys can enjoy the story.

Christian was more than happy to help out when his best friend, Shelley asked him to cover her shift on an overnight flight with an important client; due to the fact that she had a bad case of the flu. The both of them worked for the same private Learjet company as flight attendants for the past couple of years and they have become close friends outside of work. They were highly trained in travel and hospitality services because a majority of their clientele included CEO’s, Business Moguls, Movie Stars, Politicians, Music Artists, and so forth.  

Chris was going to have be on his toes and break out all his experience and training because the client that he was covering for Shelley for was the one and only Chase Thorn, a mufti-billionaire business Tycoon, and a top client of the private flight company she had informed him, and she made sure to warn him that the man was very particular about every single detail of his life and those select few he allowed to be around him. Christian admitted that he had never heard of Thorn or his companies before now, and to him Chase Thorn was just another V.I.P. client and one that he would treat like any other V.I.P. That was until he came face to face with the sexy Mogul, and just the sight alone of the man left him struggling  to even remember what his own name was.

I am putting a disclaimer on my current stories in the works. The model’s images that I am using is for the sole purpose of giving you the reader a picture of what the characters may look like. My stories are a work of FICTION and therefore THEY DO NOT DEPICT anything real. Everything in the story line is purely and solely from my imagination and does not tell the story of how the model’s live their lives or does it relate to anything or anyone in their real life. The models that I use are for visuals only and their images are not being used by me or being stolen by me to be used for any malicious intent or profit gain. Anyone interested in knowing more about the model please feel free on their own to look up and research the talents of that model. If I do decide to publish the story in which a model was used, their image will not be used on the cover without their expressed consent. That being said, this disclaimer will be placed in each of my stories with the clear understanding that I am not using the image for my own gain. My stories are indeed FICTION, and any images used are for non for profit visual aides. I have no problem removing them if I am contacted and my stories in no way reflects on how said model lives their life.

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

(Cutie Christian————>)

Chris held the phone to his ear and strained to make out the muffled words of his best friend Shelley. “Girl, what are you saying, you sound like you are in a wind tunnel or something, speak up….ATRICULATE…woman!” He hollered into the mouth piece as he navigated his way through the vitamin aisle of the Drug Store. He needed to pick up some vitamin C packets for his bottled waters. He had to work tomorrow, a round trip flight from New York to Orlando spending over night then the return trip. The clients were a young couple with toddlers, taking them to Disney World for the weekend; and learning from past experiences, he knew kids in close spaces always spread their germs faster, especially a cold.

He heard Shelley go into a spasm of sneezes followed by a round of wet coughing. Eww… case and point proven. She had another family last week with young kids and now she seemed to be trying to cough up her lungs.

Curled up in the corner of her sofa Shelley tried to catch her breath after the coughing fit, wiping her runny nose with a tissue she brought her cell phone back to her ear. “Chris listen to me, I really need a favor. I need you to cover for me on an overnight flight on Monday night, a V.I.P client is going to Paris on business and I am his hostess of choice for all his flights, but I can’t I am too sick to even function. So please oh please can you do this for me. Mitch is already throwing a fit because this guy is like super V.I.P.” She pleaded with her long time best friend. She heard him sigh heartily.

“Fine Shell Belle, but you owe me, you know I hate overnight International flights, and Mitch better fork over some extra cash for the extended hours of ass kissing I am going to have to do if this guy has special preferences, especially with staff. Is Mr. Mogul even aware of the switch; because I am not getting cussed out or kicked off the flight for even you babe.” He stated as he found what he was looking for and plucked the box of the shelf and made his way to the checkout line.

If Shelley had the energy she would be clapping with glee, her plan was going good so far. She hadn’t planned on actually getting sick, she was only going to pretend to be ill; but blah, at least now she didn’t have to lie, she was actually as sick as a dog. She had been planning this along with her other college friend Krista for some time now on how to get perfect little Christian, and Krista’s employer, Chase Thorn together. It wasn’t popular knowledge that Mega Mogul Chase Thorn was gay, but Krista has been his PA for the last five years now and she loved him like an older brother, once she gotten past the glacier of permafrost he had wrapped around him like armor. He had always been aloof the few times she had served him and his entourage of executives whenever he used the company’s Leer Jet services, but under all of that he was a nice guy and very generous to those around him.

But back to matters at hand for right now. “Mitch is going to handle all of that, he actually mentioned you as my replacement when I called to tell him that I couldn’t manage the flight. So all will be well, just be your professional best and I am sure everything will be fine, and once I feel better I will even make your favorite lasagna for you.” She stated, further buttering up to her friend.

After taking the receipt from the clerk and picking up his single shopping bag with the few items he purchased he made his way out of the store. “I am so going to hold you to that, feel better, keep hydrated, and all of that good stuff, oh, and tell Mitch to email the final flight itinerary I will call you later love.” Christian said before disconnecting the call with his favorite gal pal. He had a few more errands to run before going home to have a solitary dinner and some sleep before his flight to Orlando the next day.

Shelley pressed the end button and picked up the mug of hot tea with lemon and honey from the coffee table in front of her with a satisfied smirk on her face. She sipped the warm brew and let the fluid soothe her sore aching throat. This cold was going be so worth it if Christian managed to snag and land the man of his dreams, although he had no idea that Chase is that man, but she did and so did Krista. Speaking of Krista she brought her phone back up in front of her face and scrolled through her contacts. After finding the right number she touched the call button and brought the phone to her ear to wait for an answer.

Krista was finishing the final line of the financial reports that Chase was going to need for his meeting this afternoon. Her finger just clicked on the print button when her cell phone started to vibrate its way across the blotter on her desk. She picked it up and looked at the screen as Shelley’s mobile number popped up along with her friend’s picture they had taken some time ago when they went out to dinner. Sliding her finger across the screen she answered and out the phone to her ear. “Hey you.” She greeted her girl.

Shelley cleared her sore throat. “The plan is a go so far.” She croaked and picked up her mug to take another soothing sip of tea.

“Oh God, you sound awful, I hope you are taking something for that.” Krista frowned at the sound of how congested her friend sounded.

“Never mind that, I am going to be fine, some industrial antibiotics, tea, juice, and some rest will handle this cold. But the real issue is that it’s all set. Christian is taking my place on the flight to Paris with you guys Monday night. You gotta make sure that they get the opportunity to get to thrown together often throughout the flight.” She wheezed since her depleted lung capacity was making long conversation difficult.

“Beautiful, don’t worry I am going to practically throw that adorable little cutie in Chase’s lap if I have to. I mean I have only met Christian a couple of times but he seems perfect, not to placid or submissive, but sweet and surely outspoken enough to keep Chase on his toes. Those little gold diggers bowing and kissing his ass trying to get into his wallet by simpering at his feet has turned him into a jaded non trusting soul. I think Christian’s fiery spirit is just what he needs and the fact that he knows nor seems to even care of who Chase is or about the size of his bank account. I mean when we had met up that time for lunch in Soho, he was genuinely confused and didn’t have one iota of an idea who I was taking about when I mentioned Chase’s name.” Krista said as she grabbed the sheath of papers from the copy printer and quickly placed them in a file folder and labeling the different portions of the report.

“That’s Chris for you, happily floating in his own world of unicorns and rainbows to even concern himself with things like that. He is a little headstrong, a lot independent, but he is truly a good person and a loyal friend to the very end.” Shelley praised and snatched a tissue because she felt a sneezed coming on and her nose snuffled and then she sneezed into the soft tissue and wiped her nose, sighing mightily. “Anyhoo, I am going to sleep, it’s in your hands now.” Shelley informed her friend before saying her goodbyes and getting Krista to promise to keep her updated during the trip as to what was happening between the two on the way to city the of love and romance, could it be anymore perfect than that.

Krista plugged her iPhone into her computer charge and to synch the changes in Chase’s calendar while she was at it. She got up and straightened the pristine white silk blouse and the smart charcoal gray pencil skirt before picking up the file and making her way into her boss’s mammoth office with its breathtaking view of the Manhattan Skyline. She placed the folder in the middle of his spotless desk and gave everything a critical once over to make sure nothing was out of place. Chase had a mild case of OCD when it came to details like that.

She was just replenishing the water in the vase of vivid purple orchids on the corner of his desk when the man himself came sauntering into his office, all 6’3 of dark and excruciatingly handsome sexy goodness of him, and once again Krista mentally shook her head at the fact that he was unavailable to her, but hell he gave her a nice view to look at all day every day. He took a seat behind his desk and settled that powerfully muscular frame into his seat crossing his long legs, and she quickly and efficiently went over his schedule for the remainder of the day.

He had listened quietly and added his own instructions before she departed leaving him to read over the report and prepare himself for his next meeting. The man worked way to hard, but being so young and achieving what he has he would have to, he needed someone special in his life to take him away from work and give him the opportunity to just let go of his rigid control and live, love, and have a little fun; and she held high hopes that Christian would be the one to do that for him.

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

(Sinful Chase——>)

 

 Monday morning rolled in like every other start to the work week for Chase. He rolled over in his massive bed and bumped into a warm body tangled in his sheets. Turning his head he spied the cute little brunette twink he had used for his night of pleasure from the escort company and he sighed deeply. Throwing back the covers, he got up and drew on the silk robe that he kept at the end of the bed, and tied the sash around his slender waist as he padded across the plush cream carpet towards the huge walk in closet in across the room. The carpet silencing his steps as he went, he quickly turned the combination to his built in safe and pulled out a few hundred dollar bills out then reengaged the lock on the safe.

 He stalked back over to the bed and unceremoniously shook the boys shoulder to wake him up. The young man whose name he couldn’t even bother to remember woke slowly and blinked up at him in confusion.

 “Thanks, but your time is up, here is your payment, please see yourself out.” He said as the thrust the cash in to shocked young man’s hand and turned on his heel and went into his en-suite bathroom to prepare himself to go into the office this morning. His mind already dismissing the boy that had provided a service to his needs, but that was all it was, it wasn’t even remotely memorable and he refused to dwell on the reasons behind it.

 Finishing up his shower he sauntered back into the bedroom to see that the boy had followed his instructions and left as he asked, satisfied he rubbed the towel through his hair thinking that he liked dealing with professionals, they knew their place and they didn’t expect some grand romance or a Cinderella story starring him as Prince Charming. He has had enough of that and frankly he didn’t feel like having his heart ripped from his chest by these money grubbing bastards who swore up and down that they loved him  for himself and not what they could get. So when he had an itch that needed to be scratched he knew just where to order it from. Hell, he even had a choice of flavors to choose from, blondes, brunettes, red heads, brats, or sweet little twinks like the one last night.

 Chase slipped the diamond accented cuff links into his cuffs of his designer shirt and checked his reflection in the mirror. His dark brown hair was sitting perfectly on his head thanks to a little hair product. His face was clean shaven and his superior cheekbones were prominent in chiseled beauty. His dark brows perfectly arched and his custom made expensive suit fit his tall muscular frame to perfection. His grey green eyes were sparkling with a dangerous ice cold glint that was always present in his gaze. The only time they really warmed was when he was around those he truly cared about which were a precious few in his secluded life.

 He was checking his agenda in his iPhone when he made his way down the hall of his lavish home to the kitchen. Once there, he took the travel mug of his favorite hazelnut latte from Consuela, his live in housekeeper and cook and thanked her politely before picking up his briefcase and making his way outside, his car and driver was waiting patiently for him, and when Tony saw him coming he hopped to attention and promptly opened the passenger door for him to step into the luxury vehicle.

 “According to the morning reports traffic is running smoothly so it should be approximately twenty minutes before we reach your office, Sir.” Tony said as he maneuvered the sleek Bentley down and around the cobbled drive to the front gates and slid quietly open allowing them to pull out onto the secluded street, Chase’s security detail was right on the bumper of Bentley in the non descript all black tinted SUV.

 The ride in was as uneventful as any other day and Chase waited patiently as his body guards swarmed the entrance of the building and the door to his car. He stepped out onto the side walk and straightened his jacket, his lead guard, Jason carrying his briefcase as they flanked him as he made his way into the building. He nodded his head in acknowledgement to those that wished him a pleasant good morning. His private elevator doors swooshed open and they all filed into the lift and he never raised his head from his phone where he was checking his emails. He had a lot of things to do this morning in preparation for his trip to Paris on business later on tonight.

 The lift came to a silent stop on the top floor of his office building, his Mecca, the executive suites of Thorn International Inc. His foot had barely made contact with the carpet when Krista appeared at his side with his second cup of coffee and a file he needed to review. His guards made their way to wherever they spent their time until they were needed. He passed through the outer office and into his own; he barely glanced out the floor to ceiling panoramic windows at the view of the city’s skyline bright with the glow of the morning sun.

 Taking a seat behind the broad expanse of his mahogany desk and opened the file as Krista perched on the wing chair opposite of him.

 “So everything is already organized and the presentation has been checked and double checked for the client. The Hotel arrangements have been made and the staff and security has been informed. Jason, spoke with hotel security himself. So including myself, Jason,  and two other bodyguards will accompany us on the flight which has also been finalized and the same as usual; the only change is the flight steward. Unfortunately the regular person, Shelley is very ill and Mitch has replaced her with a very competent person as he assured me, he provided Jason with the steward’s information for him to so his customary security and background check as per protocol.” She informed him looking as innocent as possible.

 Chase nodded his head at the information she so efficiently provided, he didn’t like change in staff but he seemed to have no choice, as long as the replacement did what was asked and provided him with his preferences without question he would be fine, it was one flight anyway. “Please send my regards and a floral arrangement or something for Shelley, she’s a good kid, make sure that this steward has my preferences of beverages, food, and time schedule. Otherwise, everything seems to be in order. Have Jason make a final check of the plane and staff before I arrive and make sure that the aerial staff have accommodations at the hotel and a spa package or some other amenity while they are waiting during our meetings and for the return flight home. Is Mitch aware that more than one night maybe needed depending on how difficult this client will be?” He asked as an afterthought while simultaneously reviewing the information of the presentation folder.

 “Yes, he is aware and I made sure to inform him that he needs to make the flight crew of that possibility as well.” Krista said as she kept her no nonsense composure. She smiled and excused herself when he dismissed her to do what he asked in regards to sending Shelley get well flowers. See he was a real sweet person deep down, sending flowers to a sick person he barely knew but respected their efforts when they worked for him. He was just unlucky in love and severely hurt by someone that he thought was the one for him.

 She remembered well the events that turned her boss and friend into a cold hearted bastard when it came to his love life. Gabriel was he guys name, they met at some charity event or the other. He was modeling clothes for one of the designers that organized the event. Everything was beautiful, perfect in fact between the love birds; Chase doted on Gabriel gave him everything he ever wanted or needed, but it still wasn’t enough. Gabriel kept wanting more, he used his body and his attentions like a weapon, the more he got the more doled out and vice versa.

 It wasn’t until months later that Chase had opened his eyes and finally caught on to what Gabriel was about. He had the misfortune to overhear a telephone conversation between Gabriel and his actual boyfriend he was two timing Chase with plotting to send him Chase’s money to make down payment on a condo for the two of them when he dumped the “moneybag.”

 Chase was heartbroken, because the little bitch was an excellent actor, pretending to love him and pampered him, but underneath it all he was in it for what he could get. He never took the time or had the will to actually get to know the real Chase, the man behind the money and power. It was painful to watch the carefree outgoing man change into the cold domineering and jaded soul that he is today. He lost all his spontinaenty, his love of life and the little things in it. He worked like almost 24 hours a day if he could, and when he wasn’t working he partied like a rock star and fucked around like a porn star; never giving anyone the chance to get close to him again.

 That is why Krista decided to step in and intervene so to say, she had roped Shelley in when she had suggested that her friend Christian was gay and single, he seemed like he would be the perfect person to bring life and love back into Chase’s heart. He was innocently naïve to the ways of money and material gain; those things didn’t matter to him in the least. He didn’t care if you where the President of the United States, but as long as your clothes matched and you can put up with his outrageousness he was fine.

 She had purposely refrained from mentioning that fact that the replacement flight steward was male to Chase, he would have refused on that basis alone. He hated working with males, as much as he batted for that team. He never mixed business with pleasure and he damned sure didn’t want to put up with starry eyed twinks, so his staff, other than his security detail was mostly female since he had no interest in the female sex what so ever. Harsh but true. So Krista made sure everything was on schedule, she sent Shelley a text that everything was going as planned and she couldn’t keep the smile of anticipation off her face. Yes this was going to be one interesting trip.

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Christian straightened his flawless black vest over his crisp white shirt. His tie was perfect; the knot impeccable, his blond waves tamed and slicked back showcasing his stunning features and his big beautiful aquamarine eyes, his face was clean and fresh as he checked his appearance in the reflective cabinet doors in the small Galley of the plane. The plane is actually one of the larger ones in the fleet of Air Jets, it’s an eight passenger Bombardier BD-700 Global Express Jet, it has the capabilities to fly straight from New York to Tokyo on one full tank of fuel. So Paris was a cakewalk for the luxury jet. The Jet had the main cabin decked out like a fancy sitting room with workspaces and plush climate controlled bucket leather seats where an executive could work the flight away on their laptop with the ease of wifi connections. There was a mini bar stocked with the clients preferences of beverages and snacks, although Chris would be providing most of that from the Galley himself, where he would also be preparing meals for the crew as well as the passengers.

The plane also had two full bedrooms with their own bathrooms to give the clients every available comfort to sleep and change clothes in privacy. It was also Christian’s job to make sure that every available comfort is offered to the clients. He heard a commotion in the main area and he checked his watch. It was still an hour before the Mogul himself arrived so he was slightly confused as to the voices he heard floating into the Galley. He stepped out into the main area to see two mountains of muscle speaking with the pilot and the ground crew. They had the stamped all over them as private security detail. “Huh, this guy must be important and filthy rich if he required personal bodyguards.” Chris thought.  Squaring his shoulders and putting on his most professional mask he stepped forward to make his presence known. “May I help you gentlemen?” He asked to ascertain their identities to make sure they weren’t paparazzi or something, even though the press could never make it past the gates onto the private tarmac. Mitch ran a very tight ship, seeing his most of this clientele was on the Forbes Fortune 500 list.

The no neck mountain number one stepped forward and removed his shades, and  now with his eyes were unobscured they held a hint of surprise as they gave him a thorough once over. “We are Mr. Thorn’s bodyguards, my name is Jason and his name is Gerard.” He said as he indicated to the silent mountain number two standing next to him, his shades still on his face. “We are here to give the plane a once over check before Mr. Thorn and his Assistant arrives, and who might you be?” He asked as he folded his thick arms over an equally broad chest.

Not intimidated in the least, Chris spoke up. “My name is Christian, I am the concierge steward assigned to this flight and I will be serving your party round trip. I am sure you have my information and my file and know full well who I am they are provided to the clients beforehand to make sure they are happy with our services.” He stated, he felt like something weird was going on and that feeling increased as the man excused himself and pulled out his cell phone to make a call. Chris felt his temperature rise right along with his temper. If he was going to get a hassle and kicked off this flight he was going to wring Shelley neck, never mind if she was sick or not.

He patiently waited while the man spoke into the phone and kept his calm and cool facade on the outside although he was silently seething. You would think this guy was the Lord of the world or something the way they seemed to be carrying on, what did the guy only want to be surrounded by pretty little things at his beck and call or something, it wouldn’t surprise him if this guy was one of those old dirty pricks that liked to perv on the weaker sex.

The guy hung up and made his way back over to Christian. “Sorry I just had to double check with Ms. Hudson to make sure that she was aware that you are supposed to be the steward of choice.” He said and Chris had to clamp down on the rude retort that was ready to bubble up his throat and spew all over the unsuspecting giant. “Well i am glad that is all straightened out then, now let me help you gentlemen and show you around so that you can be familiar with the layout. Is there anything either of you require at the moment, water, juice, tea, or we also have an assortment of coffees available?” he stated slipping back into his professional mode with ease even though he could still feel the remnants of indignation boiling through his veins.

The men were more than satisfied and now tucked away in the main cabin with steaming cups of creamy caramel lattes and fresh croissants filled with apricot preserves. A Cheshire cat graced Christian’s face at a job well done with those two, they were practically eating out of his hand. He checked the time and he quickly wiped down the counter and placed straightened his vest yet again, he did a quick check of his reflection and made his way to the entry door of the jet. He smoothed his hands over the side of his pants and pasted a pleasant noncommittal smile on his  face as he was joined by the pilot to welcome their client as his luxury car pulled up to the very entrance of the plane.

Christian watched as the mountains of muscle brushed past him and made their way down the steps to greet the car. Muscle man number one opened the car door and reached out a hand to help someone from the car. A shapely stocking covered leg peeked out in a fashionable Prada black Mary Jane Pumps. Christian let go a silent gasp as the rest of the woman came into the view and recognition slapped him in the face. Holy hell that was Krista, one of Shelley’s friends. His mind whirled away at a mile a minute; there was no way that this was a coincidence. He was going to have a few words with Shelley when he got back. I mean what was she up to? Christian was so busy with the musings in his head that he didn’t catch the remaining passenger getting out of the car until Krista was standing right in front of him. He quickly gathered his scattered wits and drew on his training.

“Good evening Welcome to Knight Jets, Flight 200, my name is…..”

“Krista, please explain!” A deep baritone voice rudely interrupted his welcome spiel and his gaze traveled to the man stepping onto plane right behind the woman and his brain cells died, all of his synapses shut down as craned his neck to look up into the face of the Adonis that was currently regarding him as if he was some kind of extraterrestrial or something. Christian couldn’t drag his eyes away from the gray gaze smoldering with green fire at him, even when that gaze left him to turn onto Krista he still felt the burn left behind.

He caught only snippets of their conversation as she mentioned Mitch stating he was the best and most professional and such on such short notice and that it was only one trip. He watched as the guy just dismissed him with one glance and swept imperially past him and into the main cabin. A bubble of disappointment rose in his chest and he viciously stamped it down. A guy like him must be straighter than a board and with that attitude he must be a real prick, not even worth the energy it would take to conjure up an erotic dream about him, even though, Gawd, he had to admit that the asshole was devastating, and mouthwatering perfect in every way, except for his attitude. He sighed heavily and tried to regain his composure.

Krista grabbed him by the elbow and pulled him aside as the pilot went through the preflight check and introductions to the client and his staff. “Chris, I am sorry he just has a thing with working with guys, being gay he tends to stay away from men who might be attracted to him and make nuisance of themselves. But chin up, I know you are the bomb at your job, just do your thing.” Krista said, giving him the most innocent look ever, like she never let the cat out of the bag on purpose about Chase’s sexuality. She gave him a brilliant smile before turning in her heel and marching into the main cabin with the grace of a prima ballerina.

Chris stood there for a minute blinking at her back, dumbfounded. His brain finally registered what she said, and Oh My Gawd, that hunking piece of man meat was gay. He felt like Julie Andrew’s getting ready to belt out into song like in the movie “The Sound of Music,”  when she frolicked through the countryside singing, “The Hills are Alive With the Sound of Music.” He almost broke out into a two step when he came crashing back to reality at the man’s attitude towards him and his shoulders slumped a little with disappointment.

He mentally shook himself and cursed, he refused to be one of those mindless twinkies that let a pretty face and hot body dazzle him stupid. He had a job to do damnit, and by God, he was going to show Mr. High and Mighty that he could take his animosity and choke on it. He refused to simper and fawn over the man. He made his way into the Galley. He checked over Mr. Thorn’s meal and beverage preference list that Mitch provided and began to prepare the coffee’s and light assortment of appetizers. He placed everything on the Silver serving cart and checked his reflection yet again to make sure everything was in place and that he looked as cool as a cucumber.

Wheeling the cart into the main room, He stood straight and asked for everyone’s attention. Once all eyes were turned to him he went through his speech and educated them on the emergency and safety procedures, he showed them the call lights and the instructions for the internet and such. Once finished he thanked them for the attentiveness. Then as if on cue, the pilots voice flowed through the intercom system and informed them that they were waiting to be cleared by for take off and then they would proceed on a timely basis.  Christian efficiently began to serve the preflight beverages. He smiled politely as he proceeded to do so, when he came up to the Sex God himself, it was with a steady hand that he handed over the flavored coffee and he patiently displayed the tray of appetizers for the man to choose from, he made the mistake to look up and his gaze was captured by the shimmering gray one. He refused to break eye contact as the Sexy Devil choose something randomly not taking his gaze off of Christian’s and when his eyes traveled to Chris’s lips, Chris almost smiled wider in triumph but held his composure, the man felt something or least found him attractive. “Score.” He thought and promptly moved on the muscle men.

Chase watched their steward as he moved with ease and professionalism throughout the cabin and made sure that everyone was happy and attended to. He didn’t miss a beat, his coffee was perfect, his choice of appetizers were fresh and prepared just the way he liked them. There wasn’t a second in between when his cocktail plate was empty  before it was promptly refilled and he wasn’t being fawned over, just attended to with calm efficiency. His gaydar was always spot on and although the little bit of beautiful didn’t show it in any form or manner, he was definitely gay. He was also bold and straightforward with a self assured and fiery attitude. Christian was his name and he didn’t once cower under his glare, even after he knew he was being a dick to him when he had stepped onto the plane earlier, now faced with how competent he was at doing his job, Chase felt bad and wanted to find an opportunity to apologize.

He silently admired the beautiful boy, his lean body, and his perfectly pink and kissable pouty lips,

he felt a little tingle behind his balls. The more he studied him the more he liked.

He let his mind weigh the pro and cons of a little in flight entertainment. Then he thought better of it, so far the young man has shown no interest in him whatsoever, nothing more than just another wealthy client, and that kind of irked him a little and he berated himself for being a hypocrite. Isn’t this what he wanted, the reason he didn’t work with men, because the gay ones made a mess of everything by trying to catch his attention by any means necessary. Now, here was one seeming to actually be doing his job and not paying him any attention other than that of an employee and employer, and he hated it, because he wanted this sweet little bit of heaven to show some interest.

All his warning bells told him to leave it alone though, and he has never ignored them before, and he resolved to leave it be even though his eyes still followed that sexy little body around the cabin. Chase was startled out of his lascivious thoughts by the Captain announcing that they needed to prepare for take off and buckle their seatbelts, the plane was going to begin taxing the runway in the next few minutes.

Chris gathered all the used mugs and dishes, he made sure everyone was belted in and he gave a final smile to everyone before informing them that once they achieved the proper altitude and they were free to unbuckle themselves, he would return for the supper orders. He wished them a safe take off and disappeared back to the Galley with the tray. He quickly loaded the used items in the bin and stowed the cart.  He was about to sit when the call bell went off and wondered what the matter was. He made his way back to the main cabin and quickly scanned to see which passenger called him.

His stomach did a quick somersault when he saw that it was Mr. Deliciousness himself, he swallowed and made his way over.

“Yes Mr. Thorn, how may I help you?” He stated in an even voice not even having to bend slightly at the waist to speak with the man, even sitting down he was almost Christian’s height standing straight.

“I seem to be having trouble with my belt.” The rich deep baritone washed over him and Chris fought the shiver that wanted to shimmy down his spine.

“No problem, let me see.” Chris calmly stated although he was feeling anything but calm. He bent and reached for the strap it was a little loose and he reached forward and his knuckles brushed the hard ridges of the man’s abs under his silky shirt, the warmth radiating off the man seeped into his almost fumbling hands as he pulled the belt tighter and made sure it was secure. He was about to straightened when a large hand covered his and sent goosebumps dancing over his skin. His gaze shot up and was captured by the green gray ones and he was hooked, he almost turned into a puddle of quivering flesh right there at the man’s feet, but he fought the blush viciously that was threatening to give him away.

“Thank you, I apologize for being so abrupt earlier. I have my reasons.” The coffee scented breath whispered over his lips and he almost whimpered in delight, but he just managed to catch himself.

Chris cleared his throat. “That is fine Mr. Thorn, no offense taken, now if everything is okay I will be seeing everyone again in about another half an hour or so,  so please relax and enjoy the flight.”  He managed to get out and all but scurried back to his solitary seat beside the Galley. He let the flush he was desperately holding onto wash over his features. “On my Damn, that man we going to make me cum all over myself by just his glances alone.” He thought morosely. “I am a good boy, I am strong. I will not open my legs and beg like a common whore on the street when the man calls for  my attention. I will remain a virgin at the end of this flight.” Christian chanted and prayed that it was going to be true. He continued to encourage himself as the plane began to pick up speed as it blew down the runway. He always got a thrill from it, then he felt it rise of lift off. His heart soared right along with the soaring jet, this flight was going to be a definite test to his training and composure. Mr. Thorn was simply everything he was attracted to in a man and when he apologized for his behaviour he almost melted and jumped in the man’s lap like a happy puppy. God  he was need all the help he could get on this flight.

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

It wasn’t long before we reached the proper altitude and the Pilot announced that it we were now safe to move about the cabin and all electronics can now be turned back on. Chris unbuckled himself from his safety belt and went to the restroom to refresh himself. Once done and his hands were washed, he checked Mr. Thorn’s pre-dinner preferences and quickly set about making the appetizers and mixing the cocktails and coffee. Soon the mouthwatering aromas were being emitted from the Galley as the hor derves finished baking. He artfully arranged everything on delicate trays lined with pristine doilies and serving ware, the appetizer plates neatly arranged off to the side. Trays of fresh skewers of lemon butter jumbo shrimp with dipping sauces, pâtés with an assortment of crackers, miniature quiches, and stuffed mushrooms were ready to be served. Chris placed everything on the cart and took a deep breath to gather his courage to face the Sex God once again.

Wheeling the cart out into the main cabin, he pasted a pleasant smile on his face and inquired how everyone was doing so far. He efficiently served everyone their choices of food, when he got to Mr. Dark and Delicious, he praised himself that his hands were steady and recited in his head that he was a “good boy dang it,” that was until the bastard picked up a skewer and brought it to his sexy lips and opened up to use those perfect white teeth to wiggle a shrimp off the skewer and bit into the tender flesh of the buttery morsel, his tongue flicked out to lick that luscious pink plump bottom limp, his molten mercury gaze never leaving Chris’s bedazzled blue ones, and Chris almost mewled and laid down at his feet.

Snapping out of his daze he all but thrust Mr. Thorn’s Gin and Tonic into his hand and chanted in his head, “Good boy, you are not a slut, keep them legs closed because you are a good boy, a wholesome boy.” He quickly made his way back to the galley and prepared coffee and sandwiches for the Pilot and Co-pilot. He carried them though to the cock pit and made sure they were okay and handed over the refreshments. He chatted with them for a few minutes before heading back to the galley. He pulled out the salmon steaks and chicken breasts that he had pre-seasoned earlier during flight and cabin prep.

He unwrapped them and set them to cook while he sautéed the vegetables to go along with the meal. While he was waiting for the fish and chicken to finish, he once again checked on the clients bringing out fresh glasses of water with lemon wedges out to them. He smiled as Krista complimented his cooking. He steadfastly kept his gaze away from the enigmatic man in the corner, although he felt the man’s heated gaze burning into him as he moved about checking on everyone.

Going back to the miniature kitchen he pulled the perfectly baked chicken and fish from the oven, each in the separate baking sheets. He added the fresh chopped parsley as a garnish and plated them over the sautéed vegetables on elegant gold trimmed dinner plates. In a placed everything on the cart next to the chilled bottles of white wine and glasses and wheeled everything into the cabin. Leaving the cart to one side he assisted everyone with their personal tables bringing them down over laps that he placed pristine white linen napkins on, he dreaded getting that close to Mr. Thorn but the was a professional and it was his job. Even when he snapped his wrist and laid the material just right over the man’s lap he kept his eyes down cast until he felt a large warm hand on his wrist. A little gasp escaped him and his eyes flew up to the seductive ones glaring back at him.

“Thank you.” The man stated as his husky breath brushed Christian in the face and he started chanting in his head all over again. He managed to serve everyone and made sure they were happy and wine glasses were filled. He went back to the kitchen and made quick work of cleaning the appetizer dishes and plates and pans. He carried dinner through to the pilots before consuming a quick plate of vegetables and shrimp. He cleaned those dishes and went to refresh himself to make sure he had no food in his teeth and his uniform remained spotless.

Onto the next round which was desert, he served the assortments of mousse’s, sherbet, and pies, with creamy cups to steamy cappuccino coffee. He gave himself Kudos once everything was done and the Galley was once again spotless. After all of that there were still a little over seven hours left to go of the flight. He walked through again to see Krista and Mr. Thorn working away on their laptops, sheets of papers and files between them. The bodyguards where relaxing to the rear of the plane, one watching TV with earphones in, and the other reading away on his Kindle device.

With all parties situated for the evening. I took some time to myself to decompress and relax. He was going over the breakfast menu and checking the items in the fridge when I felt someone step up directly behind him and he turned his face and it was immediately buried in a hard warm chest in the narrow space of the Galley. He was trapped between the fridge and the warm muscular form in front of him. He craned his neck to look up into Mr. Thorn’s beautiful face and bit the inside of his cheek to prevent himself from saying something stupid, like telling this man how absolutely gorgeous he was.

“May I help you Mr. Thorn?” He managed to say instead cheering over the fact that his voice came out steady.

The man just looked at him and cocked his head off to the side like he was trying to figure Chris out. “No, just enjoying the view.” He said his gaze continued to travel over his features, and to Chris’s utter shame he found himself blushing to the roots of his hair as the man’s gaze continued to caress over his face like a physical touch. At any moment he was going to start panting like a puppy and rub all over the scorching hot body, dry humping him like one too. Then the bold bastard leaned down and ran his nose along the side of Christian’s neck. He went instantly and painfully hard in his slacks and whimper released from his throat.

“Hmm…that was a sexy little noise there, sweet. I wonder if I can make you sound off for me.” The sinful pervert purred in his ear before using that devilish tongue to flick the lobe. Oh My Gawd, Chris melted into a soupy puddle right there. His brain short circuited and he fumbled to regain my composure.

“Mr. Thorn, this is…is highly inappropriate, please tell me what you need and I will bring it out to you.” He managed to mutter out using his small hands to push that rock hard chest away trying desperately to get some breathing room.

The smug asshole leaned back with a smirk on his handsome face. “What if I said I wanted you, and please call me, Chase.” He boldly stated.

Christian’s eyes all but rolled into the back of his head and the good boy chant was no longer working. He prayed to the good Lord in heaven that his cock was not sticking straight out like a guided missile headed straight for the sexy evil man; he prayed even more that Devil didn’t notice it either. But he had no such luck. “Again, I would say that is highly inappropriate and since there isn’t anything you need, may I suggest to reclaim your seat.” Chris said trying to sound stern.

Chase just ignored him and Christian’s hands flew out to grab either side of the counter when Chase brought one of those tree trunk thighs and wedged it in between his legs, his throbbing cock rubbed against the moving ridges of muscle. “Your mouth says one thing but your body is begging for another. I want them both on the same page, but for now I will grant your wish. Please bring me another of those strawberry tart pastries to occupy my sweet tooth since you are denying me your sweet little mouth.” He said and just as suddenly as the thigh appeared it disappeared and the tall mountain of sexy left him panting like a whore right there in the middle of the galley. Damn him.

Chris’s hands shook as he turned and opened the fridge. He had to stop and stand there for a moment taking deep breaths to calm his frazzled nerves. Never in his life has someone affected him like Chase has, and he is so bold about it too. Christian was no match for the likes of him and he knew it. “Shelley girl, you are so fucked for this one, never again, I don’t care if you are on your death bed.” He mutinously thought, trying to get his mind off of good Chase had felt against him. He ruthlessly stamped out the thought and plated the desert. He brought it out to him and he smirked and thanked Christian, he was about to turn to walk away when Krista all of a sudden stood, she wobbled on her heels and bumped right into him, knocking him off balance, and of course, of all the places for him to fall, it was like Satan orchestrated for him to land right into Chase’s lap.

“Oops, I am so sorry.” Krista chirped but didn’t offer to help Chris to my feet, and the cheeky bastard clamped a big hand around his waist, palm open over his stomach holding Chris firmly in place as he undulated his hips under him, rubbing his impressive length of steel hard cock against his soft ass. “I am sure he is fine, isn’t that right Chris?” He asked giving one more roll of his hips. Christian shot up off his lap as quick as he could and mumbled something and high tailed back to his cabin and locked himself in the bathroom hyperventilating a little bit. His face was fire engine red and he turned on the water taps and splashed it with cold water in hopes of cooling down before he spontaneously combusted.

He wasn’t too sure before but he was damn sure of it now, that he was set up by those two life meddling witches; seven hours, he had to hold out for seven hours then the hotel and the return flight. He could do this. They are not going to the better of him; He knew that man could have anyone he wanted. He felt like he was just amusement for the time being and he refused to be some rich man’s play thing. He couldn’t wait to get his feet back on dry land because Shelley was sure to get an earful once he did.

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

(Master Bedroom of Jet—–>)

After having his mini breakdown in the bathroom and his face finally cooled off from its nuclear meltdown. Chris gathered his courage, fixed himself up, and put on the most professional face he could manage. All he had to get through now was turndown service and then he can finally call it a night. They were scheduled to arrive at 2:30 p.m. Parisian time, seeing that they were six hours ahead of New York’s time zone. So he still had breakfast and a light brunch before they arrived and he could finally get out of this maddenly close proximity to Chase. The man has upset his whole equilibrium and rendered him into a babbling blushing fool.

He plastered a smile onto his face as he made his way back into the main cabin, Krista was in a deep conversation with Chase their heads close together as the studied something on the screen of her iPad, the guards were packing up all their electronics and such and Chris quietly made his way into the first bedroom and turned down the comforters on the twin beds, he checked the closets and made sure the plush robes were laid out and fresh mints were placed on the pristine pillows. He moved onto the next room, he supposed this room was for Krista and the other was for the security men. He continued turning down the comforter and added chocolates and mints and a fresh flower to her pillows, just something extra for the female of the group.

He was patting himself on the back one more room and he could inquire if they needed anything else before disappearing for the evening unless he was called for something.  He stepped into the master bedroom and immediately noticed that Chase’s designer overnight bag was already placed there and someof his things were already placed on the dresser, he was dying to go over and sniff the expensive bottle of cologne and aftershave he saw sitting there, but he restrained himself and moved quickly to the bed and turned down the comforters. He went to the wardrobe and retrieved the complimentary robe and draped it artfully over the bed and arranged the mints as well on the fluffy pillow, he stood and gave everything a once over making sure everything was in order. He turned away from the bed and smiled he was almost home free when the bathroom door opened with a burst of fragrant steam billowing out right into his face and Christian’s eyes went as wide as saucers and he was pretty sure his jaw had hit the ground with a resounding crack, because standing in front of him in all his dripping wet glory was the very man he was trying to escape from.

“I am being punished for some  unknown sin, I am sure of it, and for whatever it is that I have done Lord please forgive me.” Chris mumbled under his breath as he dropped his eyes and waited on hopes that Chase would be a gentleman and move so that he could exit the room with dignity, but of course he had no such luck as the irritating man leaned his stunningly beautiful body against the door frame and crossed the muscular arms across his chest and that sexy devilish smirk spread across his features as he studied Christian’s almost dumbfounded expression.

Christian decided to put on his big boy underwear and stood his ground and snapped his jaw shut. He glared pointedly at Chase; trying desperately to hide the fact that he wanted to climb up the man’s big body and rub himself all over the luscious expanse of muscle and skin on display so enticingly for his hungry gaze to devour. “Was there something you  needed.” He asked and almost smirked with satisfaction at how steady his voice sounded.

That self satisfied feeling didn’t last too long though because Chase decided to raise the stakes by leaning forward, he was so close that his lips almost brushed you Christian’s and wickedly whispered. “Yes, you.”

Christian barely had time to react or even step back to regain his personal space when Chase’s firm warm lips captured his softer ones in a toe curling kiss. Christian’s whole body went completely rigid with surprise at first his eyes wide as he locked gazes with Chase’s open heated one., damn he was watching Chris’s every reaction to the blistering kiss and his dick jerked, it was such a turn on.  He melted into Chase’s embrace it was only then when he submitted that Chase closed his eyes.

His will to resist was crumbling faster than dry toast, his pants got to tight and his prick went rock hard as Chase twirled his luscious tongue around every crevice of his mouth. He could do nothing but hang onto those wide shoulders as Chase mastered his mouth and body. Chris whimpered and  placed his palms on those wide pectorals and he pushed a little, effectively breaking the seal of their lips and with his eyes still closed he rested  his forehead on Chase’s chest.

“Why are you doing this to me, you must know how charismatic you are, how alluring too. I will not be a plaything, some toy you can pick up to occupy your time with then discard once something better comes along. Now Mr. Thorn if there is nothing else that you don’t require from the galley I wish you a good night and for you refrain from touching me without my consent.” Christian managed to say then he raised his head high and brushed past a shocked Chase and closed the door behind him with a soft click.  

Chase stood there his body raging at him, his cock was throbbing and his palms still burned with the heat of Christians lean waist and back that he was caressing just mere moments ago. He slumped back against the wall as Christian’s words finally sank into his lust riddled brain. He didn’t know whether to laugh out loud or scream in indignation. Is that what he really thought, that he was just using him to occupy his time? He slowly made his way over to his travel case and pulled out some sweats and a t-shirt.

He pulled them on and sat down on the bed and threw his long legs out in front of him. He swiped his finger across the screen of his iPad and quickly and expertly entered his passwords to pull up his private files. He opened the dossier he had Paul obtain for him on one Mr. Christian Anthony James. The head of his security had performed a deep background check on the young man that has managed to capture his interest like no other has; everything from his date of birth right down to his relationship status, which he had happily noticed was single.

He skimmed through the file again and let his mind linger on one line that stated that while Chris knew a lot of people, he has only preferred a select few close to him and to his surprise Shelley his usual hostess was one of them and lo and behold her best friend who just happens to be his PA.

The situation reeked of interfering friends and an elaborate set up , but for once he was grateful, Chris was an adorable little thing, that seemed to care less about who is or what he has and that in itself was a blessing like no other for him.

He was going to have to disabuse him of the idea that he thought he was nothing more than a fling for him, and he grinned like a cheshire cat because what a better place than Paris to woo someone. He laid back and started plotting what he was going go to do to win his skittish man, his blushes and wide eyed innocence called to him and he wasn’t all too sure that if Chris hadn’t stopped the proceedings tonight he would surely have stripped his sexy sweet little body naked and he would have had him writhing and moaning underneath him in ecstasy.

He felt his cock wake up once again at his line of thinking. He contemplated being naughty and calling for Chris to come to him for no apparent reason other than to watch his face light up again in a furious blush.

The smile on his lips quickly turned to a frown when he recalled the expression on Christian’s face when he had firmly put him in his place and left him standing there gaping like a fish.  He contemplated going out and talking to Chris, he didn’t want him thinking that he was not good enough to be with him; but as quick as the idea popped into his head he rejected it. He would leave Chris alone for the evening, he had time enough in Paris and the flight back to try to convince the skittish man to take a chance on him. He found it ironic really it has just been a matter of hours since he had first laid eyes and the beautiful boy and now he was contemplating trying to do something he has adamantly refused to do since his last fateful disaster, to attempt a relationship with someone, but he felt that Chris would be so worth it, the attraction and chemistry was too strong for him to simply ignore.

So Chase decided to bide his time and enlist Krista into his grand plan of getting Christian right where he wanted him, in his arms and hopefully in his heart seeing he was realizing that his was still there and it started beating again at the delightful sight of Christian’s innocent blushing and wide eyed beauty. He settled further into the bed lying down flat on his back with his hands behind his head and he stared at the ceiling of the cabin while he plotted until his eyes grew heavy and he gave himself over to sleep.

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

(Kitchen on Jet—–>)

“Yes finally, morning, only breakfast and brunch and then I can be free for at least a day from that sexy bastard.” Chris thought as he stretched the exhaustion from his body,  he was surely feeling it from the  lack of sleep last night thanks again to that Devil; who probably slept like a Goddamn baby. He picked up his watch and checked the time, and good;  he was right on schedule. He went about getting himself ready as he took a quick shower and  he dressed himself in his clean crisp uniform. He made sure that everything about his appearance was once again impeccable.

Leaving his sleeping quarters he entered the Galley and turned on the bright overhead lights and picked up the clipboard and studied the clients breakfast preferences and he double checked to make sure that he had everything he needed. Chris set the pastries to bake and then he scrambled some eggs and made fresh crepes and fruit and strong coffee for the pilots.  The poor things, they were probably exhausted and hungry even though he had left them mounds of sandwiches and a giant thermos of coffee. Christian went through to the cockpit and said his good mornings to the pilot and copilot. He checked with them to make sure that we were on schedule arrive at Charles de Gaulle Airport on time. They thanked him  breakfast and assured him that we would be on time. With that statement made, Chris then turned around and  hurried back to the galley to check the baked goods and continued making the delicate fruit platter and arranging the fresh juices.

Everything was almost done except with the last minute things when Krista appeared in the entranceway looking as fresh as a daisy in a pale pink straight line skirt and silky flowing creme blouse.

“Good morning, Chris. How did you sleep?” She politely asked him, she wanted to feel out how he felt about Chase so far but she didn’t know how to go about doing it without seeming like she was up to something of come off as meddling in his personal business, which is exactly what she and Shelley were doing.

 Chris sorta kept his smirk to himself,  he knew she would love to hear how Chase had practically eaten my face off the night before and that he had loved it, that the memory of those firm lips on his own had him up most of the night, or that the slide of tongue against his had caused his cock to throb and beg for attention like a trained puppy most of the night as well. Yes, she would probably jump for joy and text or email Shelley right away. Chris so wanted to ask her what they were thinking in trying to hook me up with the billionaire playboy. He wondered if he seemed that desperate, so what if he is a twenty-four year old back door virgin. That is his choice, just like anyone else, he wanted to find that  someone special before going all the way. He wasn’t waiting for a ring or anything, but he wanted someone that would love and respect him enough to be faithful to him and cherish him.

 Christian had used my iPad to google and research what he could Chase and although he doesn’t make his private life public, the media portrayed him as a man slut, they even have several pictures of  him vacationing all over the world and each time it’s with a different man. Only a few pictures some years ago showed him with the same man more than once or twice, one even had an article on one of his homes and the man was in the picture and they looked very domestic and cozy indeed, but then it was like the guy disappeared and then Chase had a new flavor every week and he refused to be another one. He pulled himself from his thoughts long enough to hand Krista a small glass of orange juice and a fluffy pastry. “I slept well thank you. How about you?” He politely asked her as his ears picked up the increased activity in the main cabin.

“Good, but I want to talk you about something, but I know that now is not the time, you are going to be busy soon, but please make sure to make some time before we land okay.” She pleaded and Chris had to admit that his curiosity was peaked as to what the topic of that discussion would be. So he just nodded and she smiled at him then made her way back  into the main cabin. He could hear her as she greeted Chase and he stiffened his spine and went about his duties with the utmost professionalism.

When he wheeled the breakfast cart out and began to serve everyone;  he made sure to steadfastly refuse to make any eye contact at all with Chase.  Christian’s heart was pounding  away in  his chest nonetheless, and every time Chase bit into a piece of fruit or took a bite of his crepes he would lick those beautifully sculpted lips and Chris could feel his knees wobbling and he bitterly cursed his traitorous body’s reactions to the man.

It didn’t help either that any time Christian made the attempt to scuttle his way back to his sanctuary of the galley, Chase made sure to ask for something else. He wanted more juice, or another crepe, or more fruit. Chris was sure the man hadn’t packed away this much food in a long time, but Chase seemed determined to keep Christian’s attention on him in anyway he could.

Finally, after another few minutes and the fact that Chase’s stomach couldn’t possibly hold any more food; Chris had managed to clear away every trace of breakfast and made his way back to the galley. He cleared everything away and went back through the main cabin and passing through it heading to the bedrooms. He straightened the beds and removed the soiled towels and replaced them with fresh ones. He tidied the bathrooms and he took a deep breath before entering the main bedroom suite. He purposely left the door wide open as he went about making the bed. Chase’s unique scent clung to the linens and wafted all around him as he straightened the sheets. He groaned in the back of his throat and fought the urge to just jump into the bed and roll in that mouth watering essence that was pure Chase.

Once the bed was again in it’s pristine state, Chris went into the bathroom to tidy it but he found it immaculate except for the towels that Chase had used that were now folded neatly on the counter. He picked them up to add to the laundry bag outside the door and made his way back into the bedroom. He stopped in his tracks and watched as Chase entered the room, that smouldering gaze pinned him where he stood and he watched as the big man closed and locked the door behind him. Christian’s pulse immediately spiked and he unconsciously hugged the folded towels tighter to his body.

“Please Chase…I…” He began but Chase cut him off.

“Christian, last night you said something that I want to clear up before you further sink into that train of thought about me and even about yourself. You said I only see you as a diversion, a plaything to occupy my time and I want you to know that it is not like that. I want you to know that I want to get to know you and you in return get to know me and we can  see where it goes from there.” He explained as he studied Christian’s face for any outward reactions to his words.

Chris didn’t know what to say to this, he scrutinized Chase’s face and the man seemed sincere, but he still a little inadequate. What would a man like Chase want with a nobody like him. He held serious doubts that someone who has been deemed an international playboy would want to pursue a serious relationship almost overnight. “I am sorry Chase but I can’t believe that, you have never heard of me a day in your life until yesterday, and forgive me if I am weary but I am not that kind of guy. I don’t do quick and easy.”

Chase nodded his head in agreement with him and with a heavy heart Chris thought he understood where he was coming from and made a move to brush past Chase’s luscious body to exit the room but instead he gasped in surprise as the towels were yanked from his arms and he was spun around his back slamming into the wall almost on the opposite side of the room.

Wide eyed he looked up into Chase’s hard chiseled features, and his heart was in his throat and it was pumping  at a frantic pace. He was almost scared of the intensity that was pouring off of Chase’s rock hard frame that had him pinned so effectively to the wall.  Christian’s arms secured to the wall next to his head, held in place Chase’s much larger paws. He continued to follow Chase’s every movement with his eyes like the cornered prey that he was.

“Let’s get a few things straight, it’s just like you said, I don’t know you and you don’t know me either; you may know of me and that is two different things. You have no idea of what I want and ultimately that is you. I am attracted to you more than I could possibly explain. I am not some heartless prick, I am a man with feelings and reasons not to try to dive in head first into committed relationships. You think I don’t know what is said about me, that I am a man whore, a slut, a playboy,  and heartbreaker. No one knows me the person, they know my net worth and gross annual income, that is all they see; not the flesh and blood human man with real emotions and hopes and dreams.” He growled and Chris immediately felt like shit because he realized that he was being one of those judgemental characters that Chase was describing.

“You can easily say that I don’t know you but you don’t know me either and even with that fact on the table you can’t deny that since we have crossed paths that you don’t feel the attraction between us. Admit to me right now, admit that you like the feel of my body against yours, tell me that your cock stand at attention whenever I touch you, just like own dick every time I get a taste of your sweet flavor bursts over my tongue. I can’t  and won’t ever lie about the fact that I want you in everyway. Christian, all I’m asking for is a chance to get to know you and for you to know me. Go on one date with me and if you don’t ever want to see me after that date then I will never darken your path again. Think about that and let me know when we land in Paris.” Chase finished and he watched the indecision and turmoil swimming in those expressive blue eyes looking so intently back at him, he wanted to wipe the doubt he was witnessing off Christian’s beautiful face.

Christian watched mesmerized as Chase lowered his head to his own and Chris’s whole body melted against the solid muscular frame holding him against the wall, and when those plump pink lips brushed across his own, he couldn’t help the whimper that escaped his throat as he allowed Chase’s tongue to enter into his mouth. Their tongues dueled and then he just submitted willingly to the mastery of the man’s talented mouth. Christian’s fingers found their way into those midnight tresses of Chase’s hair and fisted them in the thick soft strands and burrowed his smaller body even closer into Chase’s tight embrace.

Chris wasn’t being kissed he was being devoured, his blood boiled through his veins rushing through his body and he almost went light headed as all of it flowed to his painfully hard erection.

He felt the urge to grind on that powerful thigh that was wedged in between his and pressed firmly against his aching cock. Christian just wanted to get some sweet friction and relief on his pulsing dick, and before he got that far he cautiously eased himself back and broke the seal of their lips. Dazed he looked up into those luminescent gray green eyes and almost lost himself again.

“Give me the chance, think about it.” Chase whispered against Christian’s wet kiss swollen lips, giving him one last luscious peck,  pulling this gorgeous  man’s bottom lip into his mouth to give a gentle suck that Chris felt all the way to his toes. Chase eased  his big body off the smaller man. He ran a gentle hand over his cheek before opening the door to make his way back to the main cabin.

Christian immediately sagged against the wall at let out an almighty sigh as he closed his eyes and willed control back over his raging body. Chase was right, he was making assumptions. There is no way in hell he can deny the chemistry between them, his trembling knees can attest to that. He spent a few more moments regulating his breathing and his quivering body before bending and picking up the towels from where they landed on the floor. He made his way quickly through the main cabin and back into the storage area to drop off his load and then he sauntered into his personal room to take the time he needed to gather his wits and refresh his appearance. He had just a couple more hours to decide if he was going to go on a date with the man or call it day. “Decisions, decisions.” He thought as he took a seat at the end of his bed and fidgeted with his cuff link on his sleeve and staring off into space as he tried to decide what he was going to do.

Chase calmly took his seat and picked up his iPad, tapping away on the screen seemingly lost in whatever it was he was doing. Krista couldn’t help but notice that his lips were a little swollen and his hair was mussed up just a little bit in the back, like someone was running their fingers through it, definitely not in it’s usual flawless style he normally sported everyday;  and judging from the way Christian bolted through the cabin to the back of the plane a moment ago, she put two and two together and she wanted to jump up and down with glee but she restrained herself and kept her professional cool.

She looked up when Chase quietly called her name, she had to bite her lips when he fired off several sets of instructions for her to make sure they were in place once they landed in Paris and upon their arrival at the Hotel Plaza Athenee, where everyone including the flight staff were staying for the duration of this trip.  She made note of every item he wanted and where and how he wanted them arranged. She quickly and  efficiently proceeded to contact the Concierge Agent that almost always handles all their needs at the hotel to put his wishes in place. “Oh she was going to have so much to talk about when she spoke with Shelley later today.” She thought as she received the confirmation email from the Agent that all will be as Mr. Thorn instructed upon arrival later this afternoon.  Krista sat back with and tried to hide the huge Cheshire cat grin that was threatening to spread across her face. She just knew the moment that those two meet that their reaction to each other was going to be epic, and so far she was proud to say she was right.

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

(Christian’s Hotel Room View—>)

“Paris at last!” Chris thought as the tires of the plane skidded across the tarmac and then jetted down the runway. I was more than ready to get off this plane, this is one of the main reasons I hated overnight flights and this one with that Sex God pinning him to almost every available surface at any given moment did not make it any better. He knew he was stalling and that Chase was waiting for his answer, he had said that he wanted it before disembarking from the plane. He wanted so much to say yes, but he felt that he was way out of his league with Chase and even after with discussing it over with him about his playboy ways, he still couldn’t come to terms that Chase was the kind of person that could succeed in a monogamous relationship.

He tapped his fingers on the buckle securing his seatbelt, once the plane stopped he had to collect passports so that everyone can be cleared through customs before the car that was waiting can be cleared to pick up Chase and his party and ferry them off to whatever hotel they were staying. He got the all clear from the pilot and he shot up and made his way to the main cabin and checked on everyone before going to the sealed doors and releasing the locks. Chase’s security detail automatically made themselves present right beside him, he smiled at the airport Concierge Agent and the Custom Agent that were waiting to clear everyone for entry into their country.

He stepped back and let them board the plane; the bodyguards checked them before they stepped any further into the plane. He stood by politely at the Customs Agent stamped everyone’s passports. Chase conversed with him in fluid French and the sound of his voice speaking one of the romance languages sent shivers down my spine. Damn he was hot. “One date, it is only going to be one date, when are you ever going to have this opportunity again?” Chris asked himself. He was jostled out of his thoughts when the Agents thanked him in broken English before deplaning. He decided to go and check the bedrooms to make sure that no one left anything behind. He had to stay behind and make sure that the plane was properly restocked and the garbage’s and such were removed, he had several things to do before he was able to leave for whatever hotel was provided for them, he had the information somewhere in his flight manifesto.

Chris decided to change his routine and checked the master suite first this time and the change of routine certainly did not improve his luck, because as soon as he set foot into the room Chase came sauntering in right behind him. He used the palm of his hand on his lower back to steer Chris further into the room so he could close the door. Chris knew what it was he wanted and with his decision made he turned to Chase. “I will go on one date with you, one, then we will see from there.” He said and watched as a smile spread across Chase’s face. Chris was a little surprised at how delighted Chase seemed to be by him accepting to go out with him, one would think that he just granted the man his greatest wish and he locked his knees in place to keep them from buckling. Maybe Chase was taking him seriously but he refused to dwell on all of that now. He had stuff to do before he could get off this plane.

Chase didn’t try anything and for once he kept his hands and lips to himself. He just thanked Christian and told him that he would see him later to work out the details of their date before opening the door and ushering Chris out of the room. Chris went to check the other rooms while Chase went back to the main cabin. By the time he came back the car had arrived and he wished everyone a safe trip to their hotel.

Bodyguard one came back up the steps and helped to carry the luggage and escort Krista to the waiting car. Chase came over to where Chris was standing by the exit door and he raised his hand and lightly ran his fingertips across Christian’s cheek promising him that he will see him later.

Chris watched as the elegant man descended the steps trying to calm the butterflies fluttering away in his stomach from the simple contact from the powerful man.

He turned as the car pulled away and he went about his duties, the pilots and the ground crew swept through the cabin removing the refuse and replacing the stock in the pantry and kitchen that they had ordered beforehand. The whole process took a few hours and Chris was so ready to go to the hotel and just crash for a few hours. Even the phone call to Shelley can wait at this point. He made sure that everything was where it was supposed to be and he and the pilots deplaned after they grabbed their things and checked in with the home office confirming their arrival and securing the jet.

Chris thought that he was going to have to prepare himself for the hassle of getting a cab, but when he descended the steps they were pleasantly surprised to find a car waiting for them compliments of Mr. Thorn himself.

Little did CHristian know that this was just one of the many surprises he was going to receive this evening. Even though he was tired, he never took his eyes off the majestic city that was Paris as they whizzed their way to the hotel. He knew he was staying at the same hotel Chase and his party was staying at, but he was not prepared for the grandeur of the magnificent five star building that came into view as the sleek car cruised around the circular drive to the entrance of the building.

His pilots wasted no time in exiting the car and they made a beeline for the reception desk, desperate to get to their beds with Chris following behind at a much slower pace as he soaked in the ambiance and luxury of the grand foyer. He collected his room key from the clerk and he received a warm welcome from the staff as they pointed him in the right direction for the elevators that would take him to his room.

The lift silently swept him to the upper floors and the door pinged, the porter who had insisted on carrying his laptop case and his hand luggage ushered him out into a plush hallway. He followed behind the young man as he was led to his room. Chris was really impressed as he passed the elegant white doors with decorative gold embossed numbers on them. When the porter stopped in front of what he assumed was his door, he politely took the keycard from Chris and opened the door with a flourish. He placed the bags inside a small foyer and asked him if he needed anything else.

Chris shook his head and went to pull out his wallet to tip the young man but the porter shook his head no and informed that it was already taken care of and if he needed anything he was to just call. Chris just smiled and thanked him, he found it strange that he was being treated like a VIP but maybe it was just the hotel hospitality to everyone. He was really learning just how generous Chase was, he didn’t know how to feel about that so he filed it away for now.

After hearing the soft click of the door closing Chris picked up his bags to carry them into the room and when he stepped through he promptly dropped them again onto the floor, they just slipped out of his limp hands as he gasped in shock at the sight that greeted him. This wasn’t a simple room it was a suite, a luxurious master suite, the bed was a huge canopied all white linen affair covered with fresh flower arrangements, so where the night stands, and on the dresser was an elegant silver platter and ice bucket with champagne on ice surround by large ripe strawberries. Everything was absolutely stunning, he finally got his feet to obey his brain and he walked across the plush gold a cream carpet to the balcony doors and his breath caught in his throat at the picturesque view he had of the Eiffel Tower and Champ de Mar.

Dumbfounded, Christian wondered if he was in the right room until he turned to the where the champagne sat and finally noticed the envelope sitting there with his name scrawled in bold graceful letters. He picked it up and opened it and pulled out the note inside and read Chase’s bold handwriting.

“ Christian, I am pleased  that you accepted my offer of going on a date with me.  I hope your accommodations are to your liking. I want you to be comfortable and well rested for our outing in this beautiful city. Sadly I have some business to attend to first, then my time is yours. I will contact you later on this evening, until then, please feel free to do anything you want, order anything you want, it is on me. Have a spa treatment love and relax after that long flight.

Yours truly, Chase. xxx

P.S. I can’t wait to see you again.”

His hands shook as he slid the note back into the pristine white envelope. This man was trying to do him in he was sure of it. He picked up a  strawberry and bit into its juicy goodness. His mind was churning on so many levels. Was it right to accept all of this? Would Chase expect something in return? He was overwhelmed by the whole situation and didn’t have a clue as to how to react.

He wanted to call Shelley, but he didn’t know the first thing to say or how to begin to explain all of this and what he was feeling. He jumped when the phone on  the nightstand began to ring. He scurried over to it and picked up the handset. “Hello.” He answered.

“Don’t overthink everything, I just want you to feel special and pampered. No strings attached.” The sexy baritone washed over his nerve endings and caused a delicious tingle down his spine.

“How do you know what I am thinking?” He asked on pure bravado alone. Everything on him was quivering in response to that deep baritone on the other end of the telephone line.

“I am observant love, especially with things that I am interested in, and I am very interested in you. Let me pamper you because I want to. I don’t expect anything in return, so do whatever you like; schedule time at the spa or eat and even shop. I have some business and people to see then we can go out to dinner or a late show. Later love.” Chase purred and then hung up before Christian could utter a single word of protest.

 Chris replaced the receiver on the the cradle and padded back over to the tray, he poured himself a glass of champagne and took a sip of the bubbly chilled liquid. He might as well make the most of it and he toed off his shoes and undressed. He carried the glass with him as he padded into the bathroom, he was equally awed by the serene setting of the room. He walked over to the old fashioned claw foot tub and he set the glass on the lip of the tub and turned the taps on, putting the stopper in the drain to let it fill. He added some of the complimentary bath salts and soap and watched as the floral scented bubbles frothed.

When the tub was a little more than half full, he grabbed the plush neck pillow and gingerly settled himself in the hot water and sighed as his muscles eased their tension and relaxed.

He let his mind drift, he wondered what Chase had planned for their date. He didn’t know how long they were going to be here, it was supposed to be overnight only depending on his business meetings. He had been fully informed by his boss about that little detail. He used the loofa and cleaned himself and finished off his glass of bubbly before rising out of the water and washed the soap from his body.

He released the stopper and let the water drain and he padded back into the bedroom with a fluffy towel wrapped firmly around his waist. He dragged his case to the luggage stand and opened it looking for his comfy sweats. He was rifling through the contents of the case when there was a light tap on the door. Looking around Chris spied a robe hanging in the opened closet and he quickly shuffled over and pulled it on before going to answer the door. He opened the door and he barely managed to swallow the whimper in his throat of the sight of Chase standing there looking like every gay boys wet dream in a body hugging button up crisp white shirt with top buttons opened showing off his sculpted collar bones. His tailored black slacks fit him perfectly showcasing those muscular thighs, and in his hand he held a perfect long stem red rose.

“The meeting was cut short so I immediately came to see if you were following my suggestion of relaxing, love.” Chase purred as he ran the blood red bloom across his cheek.

Chris couldn’t help the blush that spread across his face and he stepped back to let the sexy Devil into his room. He watched as Chase strutted past him and his eyes followed that firm backside as he absentmindedly closed the door. He didn’t know what the hell to do, he was painfully aware that he was wearing nothing but a towel underneath the robe.

 Chris scurried over to the bed and grabbed his sweats and a t-shirt while Chase helped himself to a glass of champagne and a few berries. He closed the bathroom door behind him and pulled on his clothes and ran his fingers through his damp hair. He was satisfied that he was presentable and took a deep breath before going back into the main room. Chris came back into the room to see Chase lounging on the loveseat, he patted the seat next to him and Chris walked over and sat down. Chase had poured him another glass of champagne and he picked it up to have something to do with his hands.

Chase closed the distance between them and Chris tried his best to keep his calm. “I took the liberty to order some appetizers, I hope you are not too tired to spend a little time together.” He said as he brushed a strand of hair from off Christian’s forehead.

“No, that is fine, I didn’t have anything planned.” Chris managed to to say and took a nervous sip from the glass in his hand. “This a beautiful room by the way, thank you for being so generous.” He shyly smiled at the gorgeous man seated next to him.

“Anything for love, I happen to think that you are more than worth it.” Chase said and he leaned forward and placed a sweet kiss on right next to Christian’s trembling lips.

Chris was saved from responding by room service knocking on the door. Chase gave him a sexy  smirk before getting up to answer it. Chris blew out a giddy breath and wiped his sweaty palms on his pants as the porter set aromatic platters on the table in front of him followed by plates, cutlery, glasses, and a carafe of chilled juice and another of iced water. Chase discreetly tipped him and thanked him before seeing him to the door. He came back and uncovered the platters.

There were multiple choices of food, everything from meat filled pastries, fluffy mini croissants, Brie and crackers, fresh fruit, and veggies with dipping sauces. Chase prepared his plate and spread a fresh linen napkin on Christian’s lap before handing him his plate. Chris felt really special and his heart melted a little more for this man. They ate and talked, getting to know one another until way into the evening. Chase’s phone beeped a few times and he diligently ignored it. He said it was business that could be handled in the morning, he informed Chris that they would spend tomorrow in Paris and fly back the following day. He wanted to take today and spend it with him.

Christian found himself relaxing even more and more in Chase’s presence. He actually felt comfortable and laughed at all his corny jokes. Chris thought that Chase was actually being a gentleman even though the man had no respect for his personal space. If he got any closer he would be in the man’s lap and he was beginning to think that it wasn’t a bad place to be. He watched as the business mogul loosened up even more and Chase actually took his shoes and socks off, he was totally relaxed as he chose a movie for them to watch. They settled down on the big bed and actually snuggled together as they got caught up in the movie. Chris actually enjoyed the evening he spent with Chase,  it was one of the best experiences of his life. It wasn’t about sex, although there was a lot of electricity crackling between the two. He had expected Chase to seduce him and he was prepared to shoot him down for that, but the man did the exact opposite. Chase put forth the effort to get to know him, to learn his likes and dislikes, to ask Chris about his family and friends, and about his hopes and dreams. Chris found it unbearably sweet and could actually see that he had wrongly judged the man before getting to know him. He snuggled further into Chase’s side and felt himself drifting off as a big warm hand rubbed soothing circles over his back, it felt nice as his eyes fluttered closed.

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

(Luxury spa pool––>)

 The bright morning sun glistened through the gossamer thin curtains hanging at the glass balcony doors and Chris opened his eyes just to close them against the bright rays. He released a contented sigh and snuggled into the bed only the bed was really warm and hard. His eyes popped back open and he looked up into the sleeping face of his Sex God. Damn, he had spent the whole night glued to Chase like second skin. The events of last night came rushing back to him and he found a giddy smile breaking out onto his face. He wanted to get up and do the jig he was so happy. He had surely underestimated the Sexy Beast. He wasn’t a player like he had originally assumed and he let the media and gossip rags influence his perception of the man. The multiple conversations about everything and anything last night put those demons to rest. Chase was just another person trying to protect his heart after someone stomped all over it.

 Christian studied the man’s features; he looked so relaxed and handsome even when asleep. His stubble was mouth watering and the disheveled hair worked for him. He was absolutely the most gorgeous being Chris had ever laid eyes on. His gaze traveled to those oh so delicious looking plump pink lips and he could feel his blood begin to boil through his veins at the thought of tracing those lips with his tongue. He remembered very well what Chase tasted like and he was dying for another hit like the man was heroin and he was an addict.

 Chris almost squeaked and his face flushed bright red when his gaze traveled back up to Chase now open blue gray eyes.

 “See something you like, beautiful?” Chase asked with a devilish smirk on his lips and a sparkle in his eyes. His muscular arm tightened around Chris’ waist effectively trapping him against that firmly toned warm body.

 Christian was at a loss for words. He could only stare in awe at the man in his bed as all the blood from his brain rushed south to his cock, filling it instantly causing it to throb painfully against the hip he so wanted to grind on. He couldn’t help the groan that escaped his lips and he flushed even more, but he still couldn’t make himself look away. He watched Chase’s nostrils flare and the playful glint in his eyes disappeared and was replaced with a look of pure heated lust. Christian licked his dry lips and Chase’s gaze immediately flicked to his now wet lips and his grip tightened on his waist.

 “You are temptation incarnate, beautiful, and if I don’t get out of this bed am I going to do something you are not yet ready for.” Chase’s voice whispered over his skin and gave him goose bumps of anticipation.  Desire tingled down his spine and he just wanted for once to lose himself in the moment.

 With a mighty sigh Chris broke the intense gaze with Chase and rolled over onto his back and stared up at the ceiling willing his libido to calm down. Like Chase said he wasn’t ready to just jump into something with someone he wasn’t sure he would ever see again after this trip. He still held onto the idea that Chase was out of his league and his uncertainties held him back. He was a romantic at heart, never one to jump in the sack with someone at a moment’s notice. One night stands never appealed to him and he knew that was why he was still very much a virgin.

 “Don’t stress, babe. Like I said last night, I have business to attend to today and hopefully we can wrap it up by this afternoon if not in the morning so we can go home. I was serious when I said I want you to take the day and spend it on yourself. Do whatever you want and I will shoot for six o’ clock for our date. If anything changes I will call or leave a message for you.” Chase told him as he leaned up on his elbow over him and placed a kiss that he felt all the way to his toes on his forehead.

 Chase heaved himself up and looked down at the beautiful man he was leaving behind and almost groaned; he so wanted to just climb back into that warm bed and hold that delectable body against his some more and just be. He ran a finger across those pretty pouty lips before gathering his things and quietly leaving the room with the soft click of the door behind closing behind him.

 Chris hauled himself out of bed and padded towards the bathroom. He took a quick shower and dried himself. He used the complimentary robe and padded back into his room and was shocked to see covered dishes set up along with another fresh floral arrangement on the table. He giggled like a school girl and made his way to the table. Lying next to crystal vase of flowers where pamphlets about the spas here at the hotel and all that they offered. There was another note addressed to him in that bold now familiar handwriting. He quickly picked it up and pulled the note from the envelope.

 

I can’t wait to see you again this evening, beautiful, the dress code is casual, and I mean it take a spa day. I have provided you the information and the Concierges Desk is awaiting your call. Until this evening relax and be pampered.  xxx, Chase

 Shaking his head Chris lifted the covers from the dishes on the table and his stomach growled as the delicious aromas of fresh warm croissants hit his nose. There was fresh fruit and a selection of cheeses and fluffy scrambled eggs and bacon. He sat down and tucked into his meal appreciating Chase more and more. He took his time and savored the food and the carafe of house blend coffee and freshly squeezed chilled orange juice that accompanied the meal. He felt really spoilt as he sat back and patted his now full tummy.

 He picked up a pamphlet and decided why the hell not. He pursued the pages of the spa leaflets and decided on what treatments he wanted. The spa here was very posh and catered to many treatments their high end clients might enjoy. But Chris was easy to please and he chose a regular half hour massage and thirty minutes in the warm indoor pool. He also opted for a manicure and pedicure with a foot massage seeing he spent a lot of time on his feet. With that decision made he called the Concierges’ desk and booked his time. He went back in the bathroom and brushed his teeth. He got dressed and presented himself at the front desk where the pretty little clerk took him to the spa.

 Chris was fluffed and puffed and rubbed into the consistency of jello. He was now soaking in the glorious heated pool. He was completely alone with a glass of chilled champagne and a tray of fruits and cheeses. He was thoroughly enjoying his time here. At the end of his session another pretty little clerk came for him and he dressed and made his way back to his room. He found his cell phone and attempted to call Shelley but his call went to voicemail. He knew she was avoiding his call figuring that he had caught on to her matchmaking scheme and that was okay, he was no longer pissed at her about it. He just wanted to share the incredible time he was having so far. Chase was unbelievable.

 Time was flying by and before he knew it was already minutes to five. He hadn’t received any messages or calls from Chase so he figured that the six o’ clock plans for their date was still concrete. Chris rifled through his suitcase for something to wear. He chose a crisp white button down shirt and dark blue straight leg slacks and black dress shoes. He showered and applied a little gel to his hair to tame his natural waves. He left the top buttons undone and he rolled his sleeves for a less formal look. Chris checked his watch when he was finished getting ready and he still had ten minutes left before Chase was due to pick him up and he started to feel his nerves.

 He wondered what the man had planned for tonight. They were in Paris the city of love and he wondered if at the end of the night would he be strong enough to say no should Chase attempt to have sex with him, and in all honesty he didn’t think so. He let out a shaky breath when there was a light tap on his door. He made his way to the door and prayed for strength and opened the door. The strength he prayed for abruptly deserted him as he felt his knees wobble at the sight of Chase standing there looking every inch the multi billionaire that he was. He was wearing all black, which gave him that sexy bad boy aura.

 In his hand he had one long stem blood red rose. His gray eyes smoldered as they looked down at him and he used the tip of the fragrant curled bloom to trace his quivering bottom lip. “You look absolutely stunning, baby.” He purred as his eyes followed the rose’s path across his bottom lip. Chris felt his stomach tighten and he held onto the door to keep his balance on his now shaky legs.

 “You too.” He managed to husk out as the taller man stepped up and took his hand in his larger one.

 “You ready, babe?” Chase asked him and he nodded his head.

 Chase pulled him out into the hallway and leaned down and pecked his soft lips and he smirked as he listened to the breath shutter out of Chris’ lips at the brief contact. He wanted to make this evening memorable for the young man and he pulled out all the stops. He waited until Chris closed the room door and he handed him the rose and watched the delicious blush spread across his gorgeous cheeks. Chase led him to the elevators hand in hand.

 Once they reached the lobby he smiled down at Chris and watched his reaction as they stepped outside. His chest puffed up with delight as Christian’s eyes grew wide and his mouth fell open at the sight of the horse drawn carriage waiting in the drive for them. He nodded to the groom’s man as he stepped up and handed Chris into the carriage. He climbed up after him and settled down on the padded bench seat right next to him. He made sure that they were close as his thigh brushed Christian’s. He leaned over to the ice bucket and popped the top on the bottle of chilled Cristal Champagne and poured the each of them a glass and handed Chris his own.

 The carriage lurched forward and Chris smiled at him as he looked around wide eyed as twilight settled over the city. He was breathless as he watched the Eiffel Tower get closer and closer. He turned his excited gaze on Chase and the man couldn’t help himself. He leaned over and placed a champagne flavored kiss on those pretty lips and Chris just melted into his chest. Chase continued to hold him as the meandered down the street in the shadow of the magnificent tower all lit up for the night. People walked along the sidewalks going to dinner or out for an evening stroll. Taxi’s and other vehicles made their way to and from their destinations as they meandered through the scenic city.

              Chase explained a little of the history of the city and some of the buildings and places they passed as they sipped champagne and shared strawberries. The carriage pulled up to a quaint little restaurant and Chase stepped down and held his hand out to help Chris from the carriage. As soon as they stepped up to the door of the extremely exquisite French Café, the Maitre D’ immediately opened the door for them and bowed and formally greeted Chase by name. Chris was surprised to find the restaurant completely empty as they were led to a candle lit table for two in the middle of the room.

  Once they were seated the waiter spread pristine white linen napkins on their laps and stepped back and with a flourish he poured a sample of the white wine that he drew from an ornate silver ice bucket at the side of the table for Chase to sample. He watched as the man swirled the wine in the heavy crystal glass and sniffed it before taking a sip. It was only when Chase smiled and nodded his head did the elegant waiter poured two glasses and placed them in front of them.

 Totally impressed and awed, Chris listened as Chase spoke fluent French to the waiter as he ordered their food, and he was more than fine with it. He looked around the elegant décor and wondered why they were the only ones there so he asked Chase.

 “I wanted us to have a special night and I didn’t want you to be nervous about people looking at us and making you uncomfortable, although Paris is a very open city about homosexuals, so I bought out the restaurant for the evening so you can focus solely on having a good time and on me.” He simply stated like he was talking about the weather and not just that he dropped an obscene amount of money to make Chris feel comfortable.

 Christian’s heart melted in his chest and he just gaped at Chase. If he wasn’t sure about his feelings before he was sure about them now. He was falling for this generous and sweet man. Chris leaned over the table and watched Chase’s eyes go wide as he closed the space between them. He captured those sculpted lips and gave him what he hoped was a searing spine tingling kiss. Chase grabbed the back of his head and took command of the kiss snaking his tongue into the sweet cavern of Chris’ mouth and proceeded to pull him around the table to sit on his lap. Chris wrapped his arms around Chase’s neck and let the kiss carry him away. He could feel the generous length of the man’s rock hard cock press against his ass he shuddered with excitement.

 His own blood heated and pooled in his groin and they only separated when the discreet waiter cleared his throat to get their attention. Chris made to get up and go back to his own side of the table but Chase held him firmly in place and shook his head. Chris looked into those mesmerizing eyes and just cuddled into Chase’s massive chest as the waiter set the food on the table and bowed, smiling before he discreetly disappeared again.

 “Wow.” Chris stated as he took in the selections of seafood in rich sauces and the assortments of vegetables and more croissants’, butter, and cheeses.

 Chase just kissed his cheek and fed him morsels of lobster and crab. He dipped succulent pieces of shrimp in butter before offering it to Chris. They managed to enjoy their sexually charged dinner feeding each other. Licking each other’s fingers and sipping wine in between. Chase took to pecking Chris’ lips in between each bite. Chris was finding it extremely romantic and every time Chase’s wicked tongue brushed over the pads of his fingers it sent a quick jolt straight to his throbbing erection.

 They finished with dinner and Chris shifted on Chase’s lap causing the bigger man to hiss as Christian’s ass brushed over his pulsing cock. Chris smirked at him knowing full well what he did but his attention was caught by the soft strands of piano music filling the room with a sweet melody. “May I have this dance?” Chase whispered in his ear, his lips brushing the lobe and Chris let out a sigh of delight at the contact on his skin.

 He eased himself off of Chase lap and let the man glide him onto the dance floor. As they swayed to the music, Chris thought that this date, and this night was absolutely perfect. He felt that any other date he be fortunate enough to go on in the future will pale considerably in comparison to this one. Chase had set the bar into the stratosphere.

 “Are you ready to leave?” Chase purred as his big hands squeezed Christian’s waist.

 Chris leaned back and looked up into Chase relaxed features and nodded his head. Words were beyond him at this point and he mentally shook himself as Chase called the waiter over. He thanked them and left a hefty tip before guiding him back outside to the carriage. The stars were twinkling sweetly as they made their way back to the hotel. Christian’s nerves took over as they stepped onto the elevator. Chase walked him to his room and he was getting ready to open his mouth to invite him inside but Chase beat him to the punch.

 “No baby, if I come inside there is no way that I am not going to make love to you and by how tense you are you still aren’t comfortable with the idea. We don’t have to rush; even when we go home I still want to see you, there is no time limit here. I have finished my business here so we will be flying back tomorrow so sleep tight love, and I will meet you on the plane.” Chase said and he leaned down and gave Chris a toe curling kiss good night. He opened the door and ushered Christian inside before closing it and Chris listened to his footsteps as he walked away.

 Dazed but grateful, Chris couldn’t keep the goofy smile off his face as he made his way further into the suite and toed off his shoes. He saw a manila envelope on the table and opened it. Sure enough, it was the itinerary for the flight home and they were leaving tomorrow at one o’ clock in the afternoon, so Chris quickly undressed and packed his things leaving only his toiletries bag and his uniform out for the morning. Chase had told him he wanted to continue to see him when they got home and he floated on that thought as his head hit the pillow and he drifted off into dreams of horse driven buggies and Parisian nights.

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

(The Jet———>)

Chris double checked that everything he had ordered for the galley was indeed the correct items and that they were top of the line in quality and freshness. Chase liked things a certain way and it was his duty to make sure the client’s preferences were met. That was one the reasons they spent an unholy amount of money and kept him working to pay his bills. He tried his best to keep his mind on his duties and not floating back the amazing evening he had spent with the equally amazing man. He couldn’t help the smile though that never left his face. So much so the two pilots teased him about when they rode to the airport early this morning to do the pre flight checks before the return flight take off this afternoon. Chris checked his watch and it was already minutes to noon. Chase and his entourage would be arriving shortly and he couldn’t help the little flutter of anticipation in his stomach.

Even though he was leaving the hotel at the crack of dawn earlier this morning, Chase had still managed to make an appearance with another long stem single red rose and a breakfast tray, and just before it was time for him to go; Chase had dramatically swooped him up into his arms and kissed him senseless. Even now, Chris could still feel the tingling on his lips and yet again, he had to tear his mind away from all thoughts about the alluring man and went back his flight preparations. The Captain came through seeing that it was time for Chase’s party to arrive, and sure enough spot on time, the sleek black car pulled up a few feet from the steps of the jet.

Once again Chris drew on his training and professionalism, even though there was something going between Chase and himself, when they were on this plane, Chase was supposed to be his client first and foremost and Christian knew he was going to have a hard time during this lengthy journey home remembering that simple fact, but he vowed that he was going to try his best.

Chris then caught sight of Chase as he started up the stairs, his security detail right behind him, the ever focused sentinels alert to their surroundings. Krista was busy on her phone chirping away at mile a minute and has yet to ascend the steps into the plane, another burly guard waited patiently for her to finish up with her call before escorting her onto the jet. He kept his gaze squarely on the top button of  Chase’s designer shirt as he welcomed him onto the flight. It was only when Chase squeezed his hand did he look up into those devastating gray blue orbs and his breath hitched a little. Chase gave him a naughty little wink but other than that he was the picture of stoic calm.

Chris let out a shaky breath and smiled and nodded at Krista as she finally entered the plane giving him a thorough once over before smirking knowingly at him before taking her own seat. Chris just shrugged it off; he had time enough to deal with the meddlesome duo when he got home. He went through to the main cabin after the doors were closed and sealed to check on his passengers. He fluffed pillows and made sure everyone was comfortable. Everyone was seated almost exactly how they were on the flight to Paris.

Chris performed his safety spiel and he could feel Chase’s eyes burning and caressing his entire frame and it took all that he had not to stumble through the speech he could recite in his sleep. He tried his best not to blush and run for the safety of the galley to get away from those intensely smoldering eyes. He made sure that everything was secure and he listened to the Captain’s voice as it was piped through the cabin advising everyone of the temperature and the flight plan and such. He advised that the plane would begin to taxi in the next few minutes so everyone needed to be strapped in and all electronic devices needed to be turned off until further notice.

Christian helped to stow away laptop bags and the like, when he approached Chase to help him with  his case to secure it under the seat. Chase smirked at him and instead of moving his legs aside he opened those long muscular legs wide and raised a challenging eyebrow at Christian. Chris felt his face go bright red and he ducked his head and mentally chanted to himself not to look at Chase’s crotch  so temptingly presented right there in front of his face. He quickly stowed the case and straightened up. This time he did scamper up and quickly made his way into the galley and over to his seating area to buckle himself in.

Chris could tell this flight was going to be way more tedious than the flight to Paris because Chase was determined to get a rise out of him, and so far he has succeeded beautifully. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat as his throbbing erection reminded him painfully of its presence. Just one whiff of Chase’s expensive cologne had sent all of his blood south to his groin where it heated and filled out his aching cock.

He closed his eyes and focused instead on the thrill of the plane turning on the runway; and he held his breath with the brief pause before the engines fired up and the plane was propelled down the runway as it picked up speed. Then, it whooshed out of his lungs as the nose pointed up and just like that they were airborne. This part never got old for him, the excitement of take off. After a few minutes they reached the designated altitude and it was announced that they were free to move about and turn on their electronics.

Chase watched as the sexy young man made his way back into the main cabin wheeling a tray of refreshments. He had long forgotten what the hell Krista had chose for his preferences and he didn’t care. He would have happily eaten dirt as long as it was Christian was the one to give it to him. He almost snorted out loud at the irony of his situation. Here he sat in all but frothing at the mouth for the stunning little beauty currently serving his staff whatever their hearts desired when he vowed never to harbor these feelings ever again for anyone; and Christian all but reluctantly landed in his lap and he proceeded to woo the young man with all his charm and every resource he had. The problem was that he was not alarmed at all by doing that, as a matter of fact he planned to keep doing it until Christian was his. He had spent all night last night thinking about the young man who had effectively captured his interest.

Feelings that he had thought had long since died a slow painful death was indeed alive and winding itself around his heart and digging deeper and deeper by the minute. Christian finally made over to him, he had a feeling that either the young man was trying to avoid him or he was shearing up the courage to face him. He had a strong suspicion it was the latter situation and it caused his lips to curve into a pleased smirk.

Christian handed him his creamy cappuccino and he made sure that his long fingers made contact the Christian’s smaller elegant ones. He watched triumphantly as the younger man’s eyes dilated and reflected his awareness of Chase. Oh, he was going to have so much fun making his sweet little one blush all the way home. Hopefully he won’t torture himself too much in the process because every time Christian’s cute little face lit up it sent a jolt of white hot lust straight to his groin.

 Chris prayed that he wasn’t being too transparent in his feelings for Chase; he had worked very hard at his job. This was business and he was determined to keep it as such while they were on board the jet, when he was off this plane his life was his own to do what he wanted and spend time with who he wanted. He needed Chase to lay off for a little while so that he could least catch his equilibrium. With the mid afternoon refreshments served and cleared away, everyone had settled in to work or watch movies or even nap. Chris cleaned the galley and pre-prepared the evening meal so that when the time came he just had to place it in the oven. Chase’s preference for dinner was broiled swordfish with a lemon and herb marinade, accompanied with sautéed vegetables.

Chris washed his hands after placing everything back into the fridge and he gathered himself to go back out to the main cabin and check on everyone and as he turned he gasped and clasped a hand over his racing heart.

“Sorry, baby. I didn’t mean to scare you.” Chase apologized and he pushed himself off the wall and made his way over to Christian.

Chris had to lean his head back in order to look up into Chase’s handsome face. He sighed and had to fight himself in order not to get lost in the man’s steel grey gaze.

“Chase, I need you to do me a favor? Can you tone it down a bit. This is my job and you…well..you….” Christian found himself stumped as to how to tell this gorgeous man than he flustered him to the point he forgot whatever it was he was supposed to be doing at the time. Yet again to his disgust he could feel his face flush and he just groaned and let his head fall onto the broad muscular chest in front of him.

Chase chuckled and wrapped his long arms around Chris and pulled him tighter against his much taller frame. “I am sorry, baby, but your sweet little blushes are so damned adorable that I can’t stop provoking them. I would never purposely jeopardize your job though, so I will stop, but it is so easy to get you going.” He teased and Chris leaned back pouting and slapped his arm.

Chase eyes flickered to the delicious pretty pink lip poking out as if daring him to come get it, and with his resistance shattering to dust at his feet he locked gazes with a wide eyed Chris, who was watching as his face descended and he grazed that luscious lip with his own. Christian gasped but didn’t pull away, which encouraged Chase to swoop forward again this time capturing those sweet lips with his own. His tongue flicked across his baby’s plump lip, begging for entrance into the honeyed cavern of his mouth. He groaned again when Chris’s taste exploded on his tongue and he drove it deep, exploring every nuance of the younger man’s mouth.

Chris whimpered as Chase pulled him flush against his hard body and he felt the generous hard on press into his abdomen. The blood in his veins boiled at the searing contact. Just as he was going to start humping his man’s leg like a happy puppy the jet lurched to the side and their hold on each other tightened. Chase lifted his head and looked around at the Captain quickly righted the plane, another second passed when the Captain announced that they are going to experience some turbulence and that everyone should get buckled up for the duration.

Chris smiled reassuringly at Chase and shooed him towards the main cabin. He made sure everyone was secured and that their things were put out of the way. They hit another air pocket and he almost lost his footing and he could hear the planes engines accelerate as the pilots lifted the nose higher in attempts to get above the turbulence. Chris suddenly felt to large hands grasp him around his waist and he was hauled back and deposited in a the seat on the other side of Chase and Krista. Chris opened his mouth but closed it again at the set features of his man. That “ don’t even think of arguing with me,” look.

The jet suddenly tipped to the side and dropped a few feet and the lights flickered, Chris’s eyes grew wide and his hand automatically reached out and grabbed onto Chase’s after he took his own seat and snapped in.

There was a few intense minutes of being jostled around, the plane dived some more but you could tell this time it was on purpose. When they finally leveled off, the Captain’s voice immediately came through the speakers apologizing for the rough ride and that the turbulence was very unexpected, he informed everyone that they didn’t foresee anymore problems and we could once again move about the cabin. Chris let out a shaking breath and proceeded to peel his stiff fingers from the death grip he had on Chase’s wrist. He hadn’t had a scare like that in a long time.

Chris looked up at his protective man and his heart fluttered in reaction to the protective stance Chase has taken through the worst of the ordeal. He knew it was just a couple of air pockets but Chase had instinctively made sure that he was alright first, and then comforted him throughout the entire situation and that warmed him all the way to his toes. He leaned over and gently kissed his shining Knight on the cheek. “Thank you for making sure I was alright.” He whispered for only Chase to hear.

“Anything to make sure I can see that gorgeous face light up for me time and time again. You still don’t believe me when I tell you that I am serious about you. I am not what the media has painted me to be and I find myself wanting to be with you. The future is not promised, but I can promise that I want you now and I am sure I am going to want you just as much however many years from now. You are slowly winding yourself around my heart and you don’t even know it.” Chase stated while looking Christian directly in his watery blue eyes. He used his thumbs to wipe the tears that spilled over onto his flushed cheeks.

Words were beyond Chris at hearing this powerful and elegant man admitted the depth of his feelings for him. He studied the intensely sincere gaze staring back at him.

“Give me a chance that is all I ask, give the opportunity to show you the man I really am. The man that wants you, to be with you. Can you do that, just open up and let me prove myself.” Chase stated oblivious to the fact that Krista and his guards were leaning towards them, intently listening to every word that was being said, and Chris didn’t care either, his sole focus was on the man in front of him.

He leaned forward and let his lips graze Chase’s and he quietly whispered, “Okay.”

Chase reacted and  pulled Chris all the way over the seat  and into his lap and crushed Christian’s smaller frame to his much larger one and his lips crashed over Chris’s as the precious young man snuggled into his body.

Chris’s heart opened and let Chase into every nook and cranny, letting the big man take up permanent residence into his very soul. He didn’t care that Krista had snapped pictures with  her phone of their embraces to turn around and triumphantly text them to I am sure, was an equally gloating Shelley.  

I didn’t care that before this I hated flying long distances. This glorious man was mine for the taking and after this overnight flight I was completely his.

The End

Epilogue

Epilogue

(The Rings———–>)

One Year Later…

“Welcome aboard Mr. Thorn, my name is Michael, and I will be your Steward today.” The uniformed attendant greeted as Chris stepped up into the private plane. The bodyguards that shadowed his every step since the day he agreed to date his stubbornly protective husband. At first, it was really weird knowing he had a security detail, but it wasn’t until a few months into their relationship that he was more than happy for the burly big guys when the press got wind that the ultimate Billionaire Bachelor was dating and it was speculated to be a long term relationship. He was hounded mercilessly by the paparazzi,  and he still was, but now they had no hope of getting anywhere near him. Chase had made sure of that. Chris truly thought that his security team outnumbered his loving husband’s.

Just then he felt a large hand wrap around his waist and it came to rest right above his hip bone. He watched young Michael gawk for a minute at his larger than life man and he couldn’t blame him. Chase Thorn commanded that kind of mouth gaping attention wherever he went. If it wasn’t for the fact that this was their official honeymoon flight after exchanging vows just a few hours ago, he would have given Michael the stink eye to help him snap out of his daze.

Chris just shrugged and pulled his husband by the hand behind him into the main cabin and chose his seat by the window. Krista and Shelley came giggling like two school girls not long after and Chris rolled his eyes.

“I really want to know how they talked you into taking them with us to Paris?” Chris mumbled under his breath and watched Chase raised a sardonic eyebrow.

“Baby, I had promised them each a shopping spree wherever in the world they wanted in thanks of giving me the most precious thing in my life…and that is you.” He said and Christian just melted right there on the spot. “Besides you are the one that mentioned Paris as the destination for our honeymoon and voila, here they are.” Chase finished as he eyed our friends seated across the aisle from us.

They paid Chase and Christian no mind whatsoever, they were eternally grateful that we chose fashion week to have our wedding and honeymoon. We were promptly informed that, other than the flight do not expect to see them much during this trip. Chase knew Krista had said that to ease Christian’s nerves. Even after a year they have kept the sexual aspect of their relationship strictly to long hot make out sessions and a few hand jobs or blow jobs, of which Chase wolfishly admitted that his baby totally rocked at, and managed to get even better and better every single time he swallowed his cock deep into the back of his throat and worked him over.

Chase shifted in his seat as his semi erection went from barely hard to full hammer nails through a wall rigid. It pulsed with it’s own life behind the stretched zipper of his pants and he desperately wanted to palm the naughty organ, but he didn’t want to seem like an impatient horn dog. He fully intended to make his precious husband’s first time epic.

Michael flustered back and forth bringing drinks and appetizers and whatever they could have possibly wanted, after a while Chris shooed him away and told him don’t come back until he called. Every Time he went to seduce his own husband a God damned canape or tray of fruit or glass of something appeared and cock blocked him. Even though he was still scared shitless, knowing the gargantuan size of his husband’s mammoth dick, and the fact that he was going to be the one to bottom, he had waited and he wanted their first time to be where they first laid eyes on each other. Right here on this very plane.

He casted a quick glance over to where the girls were sitting and sure enough they both had on headphones and they were not paying them one ounce of attention as they rifled through the dozen or so fashion magazines pointing here and there, giggling along the way.

Chris just fondly shook his head and turned his gaze to his devilishly handsome husband and he could feel his heart rate spike as those silver orbs burned into his blue ones.

Chris leaned over bringing his face within kissing distance of Chase lush pink lips and purred. “Baby, I think we should take this time and rest before dinner.” With that said Christian decided to be a little bolder than usual, he let his tongue slip past his lips and used the very tip to lick across the ridge of Chase’s bottom lip. He watched his husband take a deeply indrawn breath and his nostrils flared. A look of white hot heat flashed over his features and caused a shot of electricity to jolt straight to Chris already pulsing groin. He released a helpless whimper and that did it for Chase. He could no longer be contained and his husband was basically offering himself on a silver platter.

Chase had been patient, he had respected Chris’s decision to not let sex cloud their judgement while they were getting to know each other. It had been hard for him because he craved and needed Chris like the very air he needed to breathe, and here they were and Chris was offering to turn the oxygen gauge up full blast. His hands shook as he reached down and literally yanked Chris out of his seat and down the hall to the Master Cabin Bedroom suite. He propelled his giggling husband through the door and closed and locked it.

Chase turned to face Chris and “omfed.” As arms wrapped around his shoulders and legs around his waist. Chris then proceeded to smash his lips over his husband’s and grind his erection against the firm ridges of Chase’s abdomen. Chase’s big hands ran down Christian’s spine and captured both of his firm buttocks and gave him a forceful squeeze. “You are so gorgeous baby, I want you so fucking much.” Chase growled against his lips and Chris just rubbed himself some more all over his man’s abdomen.

Chase held his precious husband tighter to his body as he took determined strides over to the bed. He continued to nip and sip at Christian’s mouth as he leaned forward catching their combined weight with one thick arm and lowered their bodies onto the mattress. Chris immediately adjusted himself so that his sexy beast of a husband was resting directly between his parted thighs. Their cocks aligned perfectly as they frantically grinded against each other.

Their lips still locked together they sucked on each others tongues, their hands trembled and Chase was growling continuously deep in the back of his throat. Every muscle on his hot body strained and quivering with pent up energy. Chris’s hands went to the buttons of his husband’s shirt and with all the trembling his unsteady fingers refused to cooperate with him. He grew frustrated and he grabbed handfuls of the pristine shirt and literally ripped it from Chase’s overheated body.

“Oh, FUCK!” Chase cried as soon as his lips separated from his husband’s, that move ramped him up even more and he wanted to be skin to skin right now. In a flash, he scrambled off Chris and pulled him to his feet. Before Chris could get his balance Chase had him naked and flat on his back on the bed. Christian so wanted to shuffle further up onto the bed. but he couldn’t take his eyes off the show in front of him as his man stripped the remainder of his clothes away. Chris’s mouth watered and his cock jerked and leaked copius amounts of preejaculate as Chase senously revealed more and more of his  tanned skin to his hungry gaze. Once he was completely naked, Christian’s eyes raked him from head to toe as Chase proudly stood there naked for his husband’s enjoyment.

He slowly made his way over and climb up onto the bed, his large body hovering over Christian’s flushed form. He leaned forward nipped his chin before running his nose along the line of Chris’s jaw. “You are perfect.” His tongue flicked out and he tickled Christian’s earlobe before sucking it into his mouth then releasing it. “So sexy.” He whispered making sure that his lips brushed the shell of his lover’s ear.

Christian shuddered as his brain shut down and his entire body became attuned only to his husband’s, every word, his every caress shooting straight through him pouring over every cell like molten lava, heating up his core and taking him to the brink with just the sound of his lover’s voice and his feather light caresses alone.

He felt Chase’s tongue trail down the side of  his neck,  and his hands fisted in the comforter on the bed. Chris just knew he wasn’t going to last, if he felt like this now and Chase was nowhere near his ass or his dick, he could only imagine what is going to feel like once he was inside of him. Chris opened his mouth and let a moan of ecstasy rip from his throat as Chase busy teeth and tongue reached his puckered nipple and drew the little bit of flesh into his mouth. He arched his back and Chase diverted his attentions to the other nipple. When his lips traveled further south, Chris brought his hands up and fisted in Chase’s thick midnight black hair.

“So sweet.” Chase whispered as he dipped his tongue into Christian’s belly button. Then suckled the sensitive beneath it. Chris hips bucked and he was totally incoherent, willing Chase to hurry up but at the same time for him to slow down. He felt those strong fingers caress down his sides and he gasped as Chase up and flipped him over onto his stomach, the sudden friction of the bedding against his dick had him rocking his hips and groaning in response.

Chase watched his beautiful husband’s ass muscles flex and relax with each gyration of his hips. He was absolutely breathtaking and he couldn’t wait to be buried deep inside of that  ass. Chase sidled closer to the bed and let his big palms run the length of Christians back until they slid down to massage those perfects glutes. He tested their firmness by squeezing them and the sexy little mewl that his baby released caused  his cock to throb and a pearl of precum shimmered at the broad blunt tip.

Chase leaned forward and ran his hot tongue down the length of Chris’s spine and Chris arched his back in response to the wet muscle gliding lower and lower. He yelped when he felt his husband’s tongue slide between his cheeks. Chase’s big hands spread him open and Chris lost it when that naughty tongue glided wetly over his puckered hole. Chase was relentless once he got the first taste of his man.

He used his knees to spread Christian’s legs open wider and he buried his face in his ass and tongued his man’s sweet rosette, the firm muscle wiggled and pushed inside deeper and deeper opening Chris up for further penetration. Chase had to reach down and squeeze the base of his shaft to stave off his orgasm that was tickling the edge of his rightly drawn up nuts.

He needed to get inside his man and get inside of him now. He leaned over and dragged his discarded pants over to him and fumbled in the pocket for the little bottle of lube he had placed there. He rutted his rock hard member against the seam of his love’s crease until he found what he was looking for.

Chris was reduced to a moaning whimpering mess. One huge mass of sensation, his entire body vibrated with anticipation. He almost cried when that talented tongue disappeared and he vaguely registered the ruffling sounds of Chase looking for something behind him. Then something cold and wet grazed over his entrance and he bucked then went absolutely still when his lust driven mind registered that Chase’s finger was working itself past that tight ring of nerves and muscle at his entrance. He breathed out through his nose and willed his body to relax and open up for his man. Christian’s eyes rolled into the back of his head and his hands fisted in the sheets when the finger popped into his ass and Chase buried it knuckle deep as far as he could get it to go and in doing so he brushed the tender powerhouse of nerves that was his prostate and Chris lost his mind.

 He began begging and bucking for Chase to fill him, to make him his and complete him. This was what he wanted, he wanted his man deep inside of him, binding them together for the rest of their lives in the most primal way two people could be bound. High in the sky flying over the Atlantic Ocean to the place where they first got to know one another. Chris panted when Chase withdrew his fingers and lined the spongy head of his well endowed cock at his entrance and applied some pressure.

“That’s it baby take me, push out and let me in.” Ghase hissed as he rocked his hips, the blunt tip breaching that ring of muscle and brought tears to Christian’s eyes. God it hurt, but he was determined to take all of his husband; so he blew out another breath as Chase continued to push deeper and further inch by excruciating inch into his quivering chute. His whole body shuddered and the the pain disappeared the minute that slick tip bumped his into his prostate.

“Please…Oh God, CHASE.” Chris cried as Chase came to an abrupt stop. His shaft buried balls deep, his legs quivered and his moan sent Chris’s awareness into the stratosphere.

Chase remained as still as he possibly could and  he leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on his man’s shoulder; and when Chris lifted his hips and gave a tentative grind on that thick shaft, it was only then that Chase began to move, he watched Christian’s body language for any sign of discomfort as he began to drive himself faster and faster.

“Ahhh…baby you are so tight, and you feel so fucking good.” Chase groaned as he continued to drive over and over into Chris. He brought his hands to Christian’s hips and pulled him up onto his knees still driving full force. He rode him hard driving a relentless pace as Chris moaned and writhed underneath him, matching him thrust for thrust.

Chase could feel his orgasm washing over him like a wave of searing hot lava and he panted as he reached around Chris and began stroking that pretty cock in time to his deep penetrating jabs. His could feel Chris quiver and shake, as his own release claimed him. Christian’s ass fluttered then clamped down on his shaft and Chase threw his head back and hollered as his completion peaked and exploded out of the sensitized head of his dick buried as deep as he could get inside his lover. His whole body jerked as he shot line after line of hot semen into his man, marking him. Finally making him his own.

After another few whole body tremors, Chris collapsed forward on the bed and Chase hissed as his sensitive rod popped out of his own personal heaven. He leaned over Chris inert body to nuzzle his cheek only to find his husband had passed out. On unsteady legs he drew back and climbed off the bed.   It took some doing but he managed to clean himself and his out cold husband, and wrestle him under the sheets.

He turned to his side to watch his gorgeous baby sleep off the effects of their amazing coupling. That overnight flight a year ago was the best thing that ever happened to him. It brought him to the love of his life and he vowed to love and cherish this man forever. He leaned over and kissed Christian’s soft lips. I love you baby, now and forever more. He drew Chris further into his arms and let his eyes closed and he dreamt of his future and the man that will occupy every facet of it. His husband, and a contented smile spread across his face and stayed there.