Virgin Heart

Diana decided to pretend to be innocent. The kiss she returned fiercely didn't even cross her mind.

Her memory was that of a debtor and her focus like that of a goldfish.

She slowly removed the massager from her eyes and was once again enchanted by the place and the company.

It was simply magical to be there. Through the window the sky was azure blue and the clouds were like pure cotton, there were no houses, plants or anything outside. But inside there was a world apart from that.

A world of luxury shaped by money.

The environment was rich and elegant, without excesses but with beautiful furniture and even a room next door.

They were going at an absurd speed but everything there was safe and comfortable, without the slightest movement or discomfort.

And as a bonus...

There was a pair of beautiful blue eyes watching her attentively, like those of a stubborn puppy deciding whether or not to try the food.

Diana laughed inwardly.

So she did what she wanted. She took his lips and tasted his tongue, with one hand she kept his face to herself and his eyes, those precious stones, glimpsed her soul and deepest desires.

With her other hand she held his, her long fingers she intertwined under his and slowly pushed them closer to her thigh.

She could feel his desire, but it was much more restrained than last time, letting her do what she wanted.

In the end, feeling his hand approach the fabric she sighed and moaned.

Diana was still in control, her hand moving his. But why?...

'Why does it feel so good?'

As she pulled away, his body moved forward. Two hearts a hand's breadth apart.

Would his be so fast?

He felt his weight shift and gently grabbed her under her thighs, lifting her in place.

A part of her was offended by the pause. The other was eager for more. Especially now that she was on his lap and could feel it, so hard and close.

Lips against lips. Their tongues fought gently while their hands didn't stop for even a moment.

Unbuttoning his blouse while she felt firm and delicious hands brushing her body as if it were the most beautiful work of art. It was wonderful. Diana felt sweet.

Melting between one kiss and another, everything was even deeper knowing that they were flying, and that the flight attendants were right at the other door, but they wouldn't come in under any circumstances, unless they wanted to be fired.

It was all very exciting.

In an instant her dress had been taken off as if she were a child or a princess who needed help.

Soon his hands were there between her legs, making her moan more and more, while his mouth kissed each nipple and she sank her chin and fingers into his hair and the back of his neck.

'Oh, when was the last time I felt like this. I'm not even a teenager anymore.'

Diana surprised herself when her hand went deep down his body. She felt a wonderful abdomen that made her feel lucky and went even lower.

Her hands, like two soft spiders, found something hard with throbbing veins and a slight wetness at the tip.

At that moment he sighed and she moaned deeply when she felt two fingers entering.

They touched her walls as if they owned the place, just for fun.

A gentle touch that took her heart hostage, accelerating like in a marathon.

Her moans became louder and her body was feeling like it was on cloud nine.

White and fluffy. She could literally see them through the window.

At that moment he pulled away a little. Her dress was a mess with her bra almost loose. The wolf's eyes went from head to toe without stopping as he undressed for her.

Diana had no plans to see him taking off his clothes there.

The place was spacious and long, but it was made for a few seats.

There was so much space in the center that if someone took a step inside they would see everything they were doing.

It was liberating.

Sweet and salty, pleasure and fear, like a desire to do something forbidden, perhaps being seen and heard.

A new feeling in the tedious and everyday life of that CEO.

Diana was no longer cautious. She looked with desire at the body of that beautiful man and decided that today he would be completely hers.

The trip would be long. It was only right that she would have some fun along the way.

So, when he approached her wearing only one piece of clothing, she kept herself in two.

If he wanted, he could take it off her... That was what her heart and her eyes asked for.

Passion, acceptance, devotion and love... She wanted everything from him, her body wanted to be hers, completely united without differences and accusations.

And he knew how to give it to her. His hand moved subtly from her abdomen to her breasts as if he were talking, knowing... Owning every curve, every secret kept there.

She moved towards his lips and he towards her legs. He opened them as if they were his own.

Diana took a deep breath and didn't look away.

Two predators staring at each other passionately. The desire couldn't take it anymore, while her hand caressed his hard, hot cock, going down to the base and balls, an eagerness and curiosity arose in her.

It was as if she held his heart, a power game where she could control his excitement and his moans.

He didn't make any sound, he sucked and bit her nipples calmly, but in contrast his fingers were destroying her.

His touch was careful and skillful, to the point that she cursed mentally and felt her mind weakening with each passing second.

Minutes later her body arched, electricity ran from the top of her head to her toes as a sweet moan that would fit more on the lips of a virgin escaped.

While he kissed her smiling and held her like a broken princess.

Her mind and heart were anything but those of a virgin.

'The bastard made me cum with two fingers?'