Chase dragged Christy by her arm through the small corridor of his private jet and sat her down. "You are going home! I mean it Christy. This time you're staying put. I already told you. I'm seeing someone else. We have no future together."
"You're a liar! Every time you look at me I know you want to fuck me just as much as I want you. I love you and you love me," Christy insisted, seeing the truth in those deep blue eyes.
"Amanda and I love each other. After I drop you off and make sure you stay put I'm coming back to be with her," Chase insisted. He and Christy had been hot and heavy once, but that had ended after high school. The rich girl. The poor boy running off to make something of himself in the world. He'd forced himself to forget the teenage sweetheart who'd stolen his heart and moved on.
"She doesn't make you feel what I feel. Not one bit. Why can't you just admit it? You're scared of how much you love me so Mandy's the safe way out. She'll never be enough for you. You know that Chase," Christy stood up and pressed herself against him feeling his cock hard through his pants.
Chase groaned but pulled her away from him. "Stop it." He'd moved on with Amanda, who he told himself he loved but a part of him was always wary of making that final leap. He just couldn't open himself up to her like she wanted and he feared it was because this fucking woman...God...what a woman she'd grown into. Daddy's princess all grown up into a strong, passionate woman who didn't let a wealthy life make her lazy. She worked hard and fought for what she wanted. And now that seemed to be him, back in her life. In her bed.
"You don't want me to stop. You want to take me right here on this jet, don't you Chase? You want to make love to me right here on the carpet," Christy announced lowering her hand to the bulge in his pants. "If you loved Mandy this would not be happening. You wouldn't be hard as a rock dying to get inside of me. Does she do this for you, Chase? Does she make you this hard? Does she make you burn the way I do? You want to know what its like, don't you?" She undid his black pants and slipped her hand into his boxers. "You want to know what it would be like if you rammed this into me again. Do it, Chase. Do whatever you want to me because I want it to. We were good when we were kids. Imagine what we would be like now. " She took his cock into her hand.
Chase groaned at the feel of her hand on his aching cock. He had to stop this but, oh God, how many times Chase thought about it, imagining his hard cock shoved into that tight pussy, that face beneath him screaming his name. The girl was relentless. Once she made up her mind that she wanted Chase back she tempted him at every opportunity. Renting an office in the building he now owned, Wearing tight dresses, swinging that perky ass. He swelled full in her hand.
"I know you want to Chase. Fuck me. I want you to." She ground her hips against him.
"Christy...Nooo," he moaned as her mouth lifted to his.
"Don't fight it Chase. You love me. Show me." Christy lifted up on her toes and brushed her lips across his.
"I can't do this!" Chase said gruffly pushing her away. "I love Amanda damn it. Why can't you accept that?"
"No!" Christy shouted furiously. "You're a fucking liar. Telling me you love someone else when your cock is hanging out hard as a rock dying for me. Nobody else. Just me!" she yelled at him, shaking with frustration.
Chase grabbed her so hard she jumped, startled. "You've been driving me crazy for months. You want me to fuck you? Fine, baby, I'm gonna fuck you're goddamned brains out." He ripped at her dress, scratching at her skin. Her creamy breasts spilled out, tempting him beyond reason. "We're gonna do this my way. Now I've wanted that hot mouth on my cock again for months. Get down on your knees." He pushed her half naked body down.
Christy eagerly grabbed his hot hard cock and stuffed it into her mouth. God, the taste of him was making her pussy so wet. Chase arched back and closed his eyes. Christy grabbed his behind and pushed him in further into her mouth, bobbing her head back and forth. She sucked him hard and fast.
"Ah God, Christy. Like that. Suck my cock," Chase moaned urging her on. "Fuck that cock with your mouth, baby." He pulled at her hair as he thrust his hips at her.
"Mmmmmm, you like that?" Christy asked running her tongue along his length. "You like my mouth fucking your thick beautiful cock? How long have you wanted me to suck your cock, Chase? Tell me, baby," Christy said engulfing him totally again.
"Oh shit. So long. Fuck, Christy! So fucking long."
Faster she sucked him until she felt his balls tighten and lift against his cock. She gave a small nibble around his head and then squeezed her lips hard around the head of his hot cock and he came hard and full in her mouth. Her body jerked as she nearly came with him, just feeling his come fill her mouth. He bucked against her face spurting the last drop into her eager mouth.
"Holy fuck, baby" Chase groaned bent double.
"Eat my pussy now, Chase. God, I need to feel your mouth between my legs," Christy begged, her pussy lips soaked.
Chase pushed her backwards against the floor of the jet and removed her wet panties. "I'm gonna make you beg for it. Make you crazy like you've made me." Chase nibbled on her thighs and ran his fingers along her pelvic bone, deliberately avoiding where she wanted him the most.
