Velvet Kisses Ch. 09

Just when she thought it couldn't get any better, she noticed a perfectly coiffed stewardess make her way down the spacious aisle with two martini glasses, which were filled with a crimson colored drink.

"Welcome aboard, Mr. and Mrs. Takahashi." She flashed a set of movie star white teeth before saying, "My name Is Melanie, and I'll be your stewardess for the duration of the flight. May I offer either of you a raspberry passion cocktail?"

"We'd love one," Dane said.

The stewardess set the martini glasses on the lacquered table in front of Dane and Jeneda, as well as a few cocktail napkins that were emblazoned with the company's fancy logo.

"We'll be taking off in just a moment. In the meantime, if you need anything at all, please don't hesitate to use the call button.

"Thank you, Melanie." Dane gave a polite nod.

As soon as the flight attendant turned around and headed back down the aisle, Dane placed his hand on the leg that peeked out from the slit in Jeneda's dress, and with a look that was filled with utter adoration, he gazed into her eyes.

"She called us Mr. and Mrs. Takahashi," Jeneda said. "Guess she didn't get the memo that we aren't married yet."

"We're practically married," Dane said. "Only two more months and we'll be officially hitched."

"I've been counting the days ever since you first proposed."

"Yeah?"

"Sure have." She took a sip of her raspberry cocktail. "Sixty days, fifteen hours, and thirty-two minutes."

"Just off the top of your head like that, huh?" A wide grin spread across his face. "You must have a countdown timer on your phone."

"It's an iPhone wedding app."

"I see. Well as far as I'm concerned, we're already technically married."

"How do you figure?"

"It's a state of mind. Even before I slipped that ring on your finger, we were totally committed to one another."

"You're right, we were." She extended her hand so that she could look at her diamond engagement ring, which glinted in the soft lighting of the plane's cabin. "Have I ever told you how much I adore this ring?"

"Several times." He lifted her hand to his mouth, then tenderly kissed the back of it before saying, "But feel free to mention it as often as you like."

The plane began to move forward, and after picking up enough speed for takeoff, it lifted off the ground and ascended into the air. Once the jet reached a cruising altitude, the pilot voice came over the intercom to inform them of how long the flight would be. He did not, however, mention what their destination was, which only served to further Jeneda's curiosity.

"So the pilot's in on this surprise thing too, huh?" She asked. "I notice he didn't say which city we're heading to."

"You really are dying to know, aren't you?"

"Yes, I am." She stared expectantly at him in hopes that he would spill the beans, but to her disappointment, he chose to remain mum.

"Sorry, love. But I can't help you."

Her lips formed into a gentle pout, yet instead of encouraging Dane to satiate her curiosity, it only brought his attention to the fullness of her mouth.

"There you go pushing those lips out again," he said. "You really have a way of getting me hard and horny, don't you?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

But of course she did, and although it truly hadn't been intentional, she couldn't help but be pleased by the fact that he enjoyed gazing at her mouth. After all, why else had she chosen to apply glossy red lipstick, if not to draw his eyes to her nice, juicy lips?

He gave a little smile in response to the words that she'd spoken, and after retrieving a plump, chocolate covered strawberry from the tray that was on the table, he positioned it between her lips so that she could taste it. The bite she took was generous, and with pursed lips, she lightly sucked on the berry to keep the juice from spilling over her bottom lip.

Jeneda emitted a contented noise as she indulged in the sweet, succulent fruit, but before she could take another bite, Dane removed the berry so that his mouth could join with hers. His lips moved with such passion that it deepened her breath, and rendered utterly helpless by his masterful tongue, she lightly groaned and allowed him to take control of the kiss.

As their tongues bumped and tangled, Jeneda placed her hand on Dane's lap. Her palm slid languidly toward the crotch of his dress pants until meeting with his semi-hard cock, and with a muffled moan, Dane pulled back from the heady kiss.

"You keep touching me like that, and we may have to join the mile high club."

"Wouldn't be too difficult if we did," she said. "The panties I'm wearing were designed for easy access."

"Crotchless?" His voice had noticeably deepened.

"Lace-up."

"Mmm. Very nice."

With his hand still resting on her smooth thigh, he languidly moved it further upward until the tips of his fingers brushed against the v-shaped crease between her legs. Unsurprisingly, Jeneda went from mildly turned-on to ragingly horny in the span of just a few seconds.

Already moist with anticipation, she felt herself become even wetter as his thumb found her distended clit, and although there was a piece of fabric serving as a barrier to his digit, she still jolted at his sensuous touch.

"You like that?" His voice was husky, and heavy with lust.

She nodded and allowed a breathy sigh to escape her parted lips, then snuck a glance at the flight attendant to see if she was currently watching them. Perhaps noting her slight apprehension, Dane followed her gaze, and on seeing that the stewardess was situated in a corner seat that was specially designated for crew members, he looked back at Jeneda.

"Don't worry about the flight attendant," he said. "She knows not to come back here unless we press the call button."

"But we're right in her line of sight," Jeneda said.

"She's reading a magazine. And even if she did know we were up to something, It's her job to ignore us."

Powerless against his ministrations, she moaned at the feel of his thumb coasting against the fabric of her panties. His touch was teasing and just barely palpable, but it was more than enough to drive her crazy with want.

Somewhere along the way, her palm found its way to his crotch, and wanting to see just how hard she'd made him, she firmly squeezed the bugle in his pants. His cock twitched in response to the touch of her small hand, and as he released a husky grunt, she felt a familiar pressure build in her loins.

So wrapped up in the amorous moment they were sharing, they chose to abstain from the appetizers that had been laid out on a silver tray, and instead fed from each other's lips. When they weren't engaged in heavy kissing, they gazed deep into each others eyes, or tenderly brushed noses while whispering loving words.

It took just over two hours before the plane touched down on the runway, and more than a little aroused from all the petting they'd done, both Dane and Jeneda took a moment to gather themselves before heading for the front of the aircraft. To Jeneda's surprise, Dane shrugged out of his suit jacket, then wrapped it around her bare shoulders before offering some advice.

"Might want to button up the jacket, honey. The weather out here is a lot colder than San Francisco."

Still completely clueless as to their current location, Jeneda could only follow beside him with an inquisitive look on her face. But as they reached the air hostess who was standing next to the door of the plane, her curiosity was finally satiated.

"Welcome to Aspen, Colorado." The stewardess smiled broadly at the couple before adding, "I hope you have a wonderful Valentine's Day, and enjoy your weekend."

"Thank you," Jeneda said, and with Dane following behind her, she began descending the metal stairs that led to the tarmac.

Like a slap to the face, a gust of cold air came right at her, causing her to shiver and pull Dane's jacket tighter around her sexily outfitted body. For a moment she found herself wondering if the pilot had accidently bypassed Aspen, and instead landed in the South Pole.

But the biting chill that she felt didn't have long to wrap itself around her, because she soon reached a silver Mercedes that was parked just a few steps from where the plane had pulled in.

With gentlemanly quickness, Dane opened the door so that Jeneda could get comfortably seated, then closed it behind her and headed around to the driver's side. The engine was already idling, so the interior of the car was nice and toasty, but as Dane settled into his seat beside her and gave her a warm, wet kiss, Jeneda felt her skin flush.

No sooner had their lips parted, did she open her mouth to ask him a question, but she didn't even have a chance to get a word out before he offered a statement of his own.

"Patience, my love. You'll find out soon enough."

"How soon?" She asked.

Rather than offer a response, he only gave her a little smile. And with a turn of the wheel, he maneuvered the Mercedes so that it drove away from the runway and onto a path that led to their destination.