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She shifts in her seat, feeling the knee of the passenger behind her digging into her lower back. Beth doesn’t recall airline seats being this uncomfortable as she shifts in her seat trying to fold her legs in a way that doesn’t make her feel claustrophobic.
“You alright ma? Nervous flyer or somethin’?” Rio looks at her, his chin cradled in his palm, effortlessly balancing his elbow on his knee. The corners of his mouth curved upwards into his signature smirk.
“No. I just don’t remember this being so uncomfortable. Maybe it’s the company.” Beth hisses back, giving him a glare as she finally settles into the seat. Resigning herself to 3 hours in a chair that’s set far too straight for her to relax, she huffs under her breath and wonders how they got here.
“I said you ain’t gotta come along. S’ just a business meeting with a new contact.” He shrugged, instantly making Beth regret strong arming her way into coming with him. She’d been newly minted as his partner in ruling this Kingdom. And with her divorce finalised, the kids with Dean the entire weekend. She just wanted something to get the loneliness off her mind. She had thought of spending some time with Ruby and Annie, but they were busy with their own kids. Then, she’d overhead Rio talking about taking a trip to Mexico and despite never having the urge to visit, here she was, taking a red eye flight out with a mob boss.
She hears shuffling, then the familiar sound of candy wrappers twisting and the sweet scent of strawberry before she turns her head to Rio who’s casually popping not one, not two, but three of the pink chews into his mouth. Her mouth opens slightly, watering from the sweet scent of candied berries.
“What ma, you don’t get those pressure in your ears when the plane takes off? They make me feel like my ears gonna explode.” He gestures slightly animatedly with his fingers as Beth breaks into slight giggle.
“Never thought air pressure’d affect gangsters the same way it affects us normal people.” She teases as she steals a candy from his stash. Earning herself a scowl from Rio.
The captain announces the plane’s imminent take off and they fall into a comfortable silence next to each other. The flight isn’t too crowded and there are no kids or babies on board which makes it that much more peaceful.
Beth almost falls asleep despite how uncomfortable the position and when she stirs to someone’s voice over the PA system, she finds herself on Rio’s shoulder, with his head stacked on hers. Her neck is stiff, but she can smell him, with them this close. The musky scent of his cologne with the sweet mix of that strawberry candy. She wants to move, but she also doesn’t. And she feels her cheeks begin to redden with heat.
Rio clears his throat and adjusts himself, snapping her out of her thoughts almost instantly. She straightens her position, pretends she didn’t just spend the last thirty minutes using his shoulders as a travel pillow.
“Seems like turbulence is coming up yeah, a storm of sumthin’” He speaks to her, eyes still heavy with sleep. She nods dutifully, not trusting herself to say anything else as she resists the urge to run her fingers along the length of his jaw, wanting to chase the sleep away.
All of a sudden, the plane drops a few feet triggering a lurch in her belly that makes her let out a gasp, her hands instinctively tightening around the armrests. The plane continues to rattle, battling against the winds that had hit them. She isn’t a nervous flyer by any chance, but this plane was small and it magnified every sway and rumbling. Also, it might have been awhile since her last flight. Not having to comfort her children also made her hyperfocussed on the fact that she was in a metal capsule 50000 feet in the air and being ravaged by a storm.
“You ok?” Rio eyed her face, a flash of worry on his face before he resumed his usual cool composure. He looked down at her hands, which she hadn’t realised were gripping the arm rest so tightly, her knuckles had turned white.
“I’m fine.” Beth managed to croak out. She squeezed her eyes shut to chase away the panic that was building up in her chest. She had always been a worry wart, but this was a bad time for her anxieties to act up.
“Just breathe yeah?” She anchored herself on his gravelly voice and took deep breaths. He’d reach to place his hand on hers, slowly rubbing circles on her knuckles with his thumb. She looked up at him, grateful for the distraction.
“I just...it’s my first time flying without any kids. I never thought I’d thank them for the distraction. I guess I might be a nervous flyer afterall.” She blushed and lowered her eyes from his eyes to rest on his lips, where his tongue had sneaked out to wet the bottom.
“If you needed a distraction, all you had to do was ask...” his voice had gotten deeper and he’d craned his neck toward her, such that they were now close enough for her to feel his breaths on her.
The cabin lights had been dimmed for awhile now, and in this darkness, despite the turbulence, Beth noticed most of the passengers were asleep. Which means nobody would notice if she did this...
She tilted her head forward to close the distance between them, brushing her lips against his in the faintest of ways. She could feel her lips trembling with want, the urge to press her lips to his so great it took every ounce of self control for her to stay still. After all, she didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of knowing she was the one without control when it came to this. Whatever this was.
He let out a grunt of frustration, and even in the dimmed lights, Beth could see Rio’s pupils blown wide.
“Did you mean a distraction like this?” Beth asked, her voice barely a whisper. And with every word her lips moved against him.
He surprised her when he lurched forward and captured her lips between his own, a satisfied growl emitting from his throat when the distance between them ceased to exist. Beth had expected him to play the game with her. That push and pull they were getting so good at, the obvious attraction which they acknowledged but never acted upon.
Which was why when he kissed her, she kissed him back. The softness of his lips and the sweetness from the candy which somehow tasted even better on his lips — she couldn’t get enough. She pulled him to her by fisting her hands at his collar, not even sure why she needed to do what because Rio wasn’t backing off, his hands warm against her face, carressing and cradling, holding her in place.
When they finally broke apart, Beth found herself breathless. His lips were slightly reddened and swollen and she wondered if she looked the same.
Raising his pinky, he brushed the strands of stray her away from her face and looked at her almost tenderly. His fingers traced along her jaw, down to her clavicle, before hovering at the swell of her breasts above the top button of her blouse. She could feel her chest rising and falling to the rhythm of her breaths as the goosebumps fluttered over her skin.
“I love how your blush goes all the way down ma. So damn beautiful.” Rio muttered while looking appreciatively at the way her skin had pinked all the way down to her chest.
“I want to see.” He demanded as he moved his fingers to deftly to where her shirt strained against her chest. The button popped open under his ministrations, revealing the edges of her navy lace bra. He teased the lace there lazily, leaving Beth to shudder under his touch.
“Rio...they’ll see us.” She moaned out half heartedly before raising her hand to swat his away. Her eyes darting around the cabin to see if anyone had spotted them.
“Well, I know a place where we could have a little more privacy.” He stated a matter of factly, as he tilted his chin toward the direction of the bathroom. “I’m sure we’d feel right at home there” he smirked as he returned his gaze to her milky white skin.
Beth flushed even deeper at the suggestion. Her mind racing at the thought. Was she really going to do this? In a tiny plane bathroom nonetheless? Her core ached at the thought of having him again, a pool of wetness already forming after their little kissing episode from before.
Raising her chin and straightening her blouse, she stood to stand. “I’m going to freshen up.” she quipped as she stepped across him to get out of her seat, deliberately brushing against his crotch. He let out a silent groan before slapping her ass lightly, watching as she put an extra sway in her hip before disappearing into the plane bathroom, not locking the door behind her.
He gave her a few minutes before entering the bathroom, surprised to find her leaning against the counter with her blouse opened and her hands cupping her breasts through the sheer fabric of her lace bra.
There was barely any space for them to maneuver in here, but he slipped in behind her and closed the door behind him. Seeing her flushed and wanting in the reflection of the mirror sent the blood rushing down south. If he was only sporting a semi before entering, he was definitely fully hard now.
He moved his hands to replace hers over her breasts, before pinching her nipples through her bra, watching as they perked up between his fingers. She let out a moan and he reached up to cup her mouth with his hand.
“We got to be quiet yeah? Can you do that for me, Elizabeth?” she shifted her hips to grind against him, and even between the layers of clothes, he almost let out a loud groan himself. She nodded as she made quick work of unbuttoning her jeans, before shoving them down along with her panties.
“Eager are we?” He smirked as he let go of the hand around her mouth, snaking a hand down to her crotch, wanting to feel her warmth. He was met with her wetness, almost dripping from her pussy and coating the sides of her thighs.
“So wet and ready for me, Mami.” He groaned as he slicked his fingers through her wet folds. Beth bit her lip hard, trying to stifle the gasps and moans that were threatening to escape her lips. “God...Rio...” she turned around to look at him, her eyes lust filled, her lips parted. She attempted to reach behind her to unbutton him, wanting more than just his fingers on her pussy. He chuckled darkly as he gave her pussy one last swipe from opening to the clit before unbuttoning his jeans and letting his cock spring free. It hit her against her ass when it was released from his boxers, causing her to suck in a breath.
Despite being in an airplane bathroom, with his dick hanging out, Rio still looked like that confident cocky asshole. Cocky, confident and very attractive asshole, Beth thought to herself as she watched Rio gave his cock two pumps and her eyes widened as she eyed the precum beading at the tip.
Impatient and wanting to get his cock in her before someone came knocking on the bathroom door, Beth leaned backward against him, causing his dick to slide against her wet folds and brushing against her clit. She let out a loud moan and heard him echo her.
Smack
Rio watched as her ass turned a pretty shade of pink. “You gotta be quiet Elizabeth, or we won’t get to play...” Elizabeth huffed and rolled her eyes. “Speak for yourse--ohhhhhh”
Rio eased his cock into her warm pussy before she could finish her sentence, his eyes rolling back as he savored the feeling of being inside her again. So warm, so inviting and so wonderfully...perfect.
He pushed deeper, then stilling so she could get used to having him inside her pussy. But instead of taking it slow, Beth pushed back against him, taking his entire length in one stroke. He could barely control himself when she started wriggling her bottom against him, wanting to get more friction.
“Fuckkkk. Elizabeth...” Rio warned as he snaked his hands around her waist and buried his face in her neck. She smelled so good, so sweet and so uniquely...Elizabeth. How long had he been craving her, needing her, since he last took her in the bar bathroom. He hadn’t planned to seduce her, but despite rejecting her offers to join him on this trip, he had secretly pined to have some interrupted time with her. Without her two crime sisters, her children and that dumbass husband.
He hated how he yearned for her, but at the same time longed for her all the same. He pulled out slightly, then pushed back into her, feeling her wetness coat his dick, building up a rhythm that burned from the tip of his dick right into his core. He touched her, pulling down her bra to knead at her breasts, teasing her nipple, biting at her neck, leaving bruises he was sure she would be sporting throughout the trip and even when she returned home.
The noises she made drove him insane. The way she had to bite on her lip to keep quiet, her eyes staring right at the mirror, looking at him in a way that made him shiver.
“Rio, oh god, please.” Beth could feel the pressure building up in her belly, his cock felt so good in her and she was sure she was dripping all over his cock. She tightened her grip on the counter, needing it to keep her steady and preventing her from tumbling over the edge. She knew they needed to hurry, but she wanted this to last.
Rio reached down to where they were joined, feeling his dick slide in and out of her pussy, marveling at how her wetness had seeped out from between them and down his balls. He was sure she was dripping on the bathroom floor by now. He could feel his balls tighten as he resisted the urge to move faster, wanting them to fall apart together.
He pressed his fingers against her clit as she bit down on his arm, letting out a muffled wail. She was so close. He could tell from the way she was squeezing him, the way her juices flowed out of her and the way her legs trembled beneath him.
Increasing his pace, he rubbed small circles around her clit and watched as she fell apart beneath him. Her walls fluttered against her dick as she let out sharp cries of pleasure, only silenced by the way she clamped her mouth against his hand. His thrusting became more irregular as he chased his own peak, and with one last flutter of her pussy, he spilled himself into her, not caring where they were, who heard and who knew. In that moment, it was just him and Elizabeth.
Even after they had come down from their high, Rio couldn’t bear to pull out of her, watching her flushed cheeks and slightly sweaty skin, he brushed her lips with his fingers. She surprised him by sucking them into her mouth, running her tongue against them.
His cock twitched inside her as she let out a breathy laugh, spinning around and pulling herself away and off of his dick. She leaned in to kiss him, the taste of him getting her lightheaded.
“I guess we have a thing for bathrooms?” she teased shyly, pulling a paper towel to clean between her legs. They never got the luxury to talk about it the other time, so this felt new.
He pulled up his jeans and tucked himself back in, before cupping her face in her hands and looked at her tenderly.
“I guess we do. Lucky for us, the trip’s just beginnin’. Plenty more bathroom breaks.” he smiled as he buttoned her shirt up again before turning around to exit the bathroom.
Beth looked at herself in the mirror, combing through her hair and noticing the bruise he had left on her neck. Possessiveness must be in Rio’s middle name, she wondered to herself before touching the mark fondly.
She exited the bathroom shortly after, noticing that Rio was having a word with the stewardess in the crew area. The stewardess gave her a knowing look before smiling and tucking something into her pocket and then swiftly walking away.
“Did you just...pay her so we could have time alone in the bathroom?” Beth questioned as they walked back to their seats.
Rio waved her off and plopped back down, seemingly more relaxed than he was before the flight began.
“Welcome to the mile high club yeah ma? We’ve got a membership now, gotta make it worth it.” He smirked at her.
And then as Beth smacked him playfully on the chest, she smiled. All the anxieties and worries she had felt previously were gone, like the storm that had faded away outside the window.
She looked at him as he ordered some water, thanking herself for insisting she come along for this trip. Silently grateful he had allowed her to come too.
Guess she’s now a proud member of the Mile High Club, on top of Book club. Gosh, what was this man doing to her?
I based Beth's lingerie set off this:
