Free Mona's Honeymoon Fantasy (Delta of Venus Inc.) by Verena Vincent

tugged, harder this time. The sensation drove her wild
and she felt her nipples pebbling against his chest and a flood of moisture
flood her core in reaction to his talented mouth. Who knew ears were such an
erogenous zone?
    “So polite,” he
whispered into her ear. “I like that. And your ears are delicious. Makes me
wonder if your pussy would taste even better.”
    Mona startled at
his words. “You want to do that? Here?” She squeaked, pulling back to look at
his rugged face.
    He chuckled at
her shocked expression. “We would probably have to relocate for that. Flight
Attendants might notice if I disappeared under the blanket.”
    “Oh. Yeah. Good
point.” She nearly sighed in relief. Though she was curious about oral sex, she
really didn’t think she could remain in control if he put his lips anywhere
near her inner thighs. She was having enough trouble keeping her composure and
his lips were nowhere near her danger zone. Surely she would be screaming and
moaning like a porn star if he attempted to perform such an intimate act on
her.
    “Why don’t you
go first? I’ll try to wrestle my dick back into my pants before I attempt to
walk down that long aisle. Would prefer not to expose myself along the way,” he
said with a devilish grin. “Speaking of which…” He smoothed her blouse down her
back until her breasts and stomach were covered again. Reaching down he gave
her buttocks a regretful pat before deftly straightening her skirt under the
blanket.
    Mona hesitated.
“Um. Do you need a hand getting yourself decent?” She asked awkwardly. What was
the etiquette in a situation like this exactly?
    Sam chuckled and
raised an eyebrow at her. “Pretty sure your help would only make it harder. Pun
intended. But thanks. Now. Are you ready?”
    She took a deep
breath. “Yes. I think I am.” She began easing off his big, warm body. Her hand
accidentally brushed his straining erection and he winced in reaction.
    She yanked her
hand back like it was on fire. “Oh. I’m so sorry. Your penis must hate me. I
keep injuring it.”
    “Trust me. My dick
likes you just fine. In fact, he’s a really big fan. That’s kind of the
problem.” He effortlessly rolled her off of him and then helped her to her
feet.  Standing before him she was surprised to find that her legs felt weak.
She tried to take a step into the aisle but nearly stumbled on her spiky heels
so he held her in front of him by her hips and grinned up at her. “Take it easy
now. Just think about the fact that I’m going to demonstrate exactly how much
my dick likes you in about five minutes.”
    She took a
couple of deep breaths and used his impossibly broad shoulder to brace herself.
    “Better?”
    She nodded.
    “Ok. Now if
you’re sure you want to go ahead with this, you should lean down and give me a
kiss. Then I want you to march those dead-sexy legs down to the head. When you
get there, lock the door behind you and count to 100. By the time you reach 99
I’ll be outside. Unlock the door and I’ll be between your legs about seven
seconds later. Are you ready for this?”
    She gulped. Was
she? She looked down at his upturned face. He was still smiling but he was also
clearly on edge. The expression on his face was hungry and even a tad desperate
as he waited for her response. Was it possible that he was unsure of himself? This
incredibly sexy, talented, funny man could not actually be concerned that she
would change her mind and not follow through on their plan to join the Mile
High Club together, could he? Looking into his startling blue eyes, she saw
desire there, but she also saw vulnerability. He really was afraid she’d reject
him. Now that was a ridiculous concept. What woman in her right mind wouldn’t
want him?
    For some reason,
that glimpse of insecurity boosted her own confidence. He wasn’t as masterful
as he seemed. He had his own doubts, just like her. Whatever happened in the
next few minutes, she would remember this moment. It