Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties - Chapter 124

Chapter 124: Air Hostess 2

As I watched Elizabeth settle into the conversation, her body language relaxing and her smiles coming more easily, I decided to engage her further.

However, just as I was about to speak, she suddenly stood up, a look of remembrance crossing her face. She excused herself from the group and made her way towards the cockpit, her steps graceful and purposeful.

Curious, I followed her, maintaining a respectful distance. I observed as she spoke to the pilots, her voice professional and polite. After a brief conversation, she exited the cockpit, closing the door behind her. She turned to find me standing there, my eyes filled with inquisitive concern.

“Is everything alright, Elizabeth?” I asked, my voice a blend of genuine care and commanding presence.

She smiled, her expression reassuring. “Yes, everything is fine. The pilot just informed me that we will be landing in about 30 minutes.” Relieved that there was no cause for alarm, I took a step closer to her, my eyes tracing the contours of her face.

I looked at Elizabeth, my heart pounding as I invoked the Hand of Arousal, eager to explore the depths of our connection. I reached out, my hand gently but firmly cupping her cheek, my thumb softly tracing the line of her jaw. Her skin was hot and smooth beneath my touch, and I felt her breath hitch as she looked up at me, eyes wide with surprise and a growing hunger.

“Elizabeth,” I murmured, my voice a low, husky growl. “You are absolutely ravishing. I want you.”

The Hand of Arousal worked its magic, and Elizabeth’s cheeks flushed a deep crimson, her eyes darkening with desire. “I… I want you too,” she admitted, her voice a sultry whisper.

I leaned in, my eyes locked onto hers, the air between us crackling with sexual tension. “I can see it in your eyes, Elizabeth. You want this as much as I do.”

Her breath hitched again, her body swaying towards mine, drawn by the intense pull between us. I saw the raw desire in her eyes, the longing for intimate, passionate connection.

The tension between us built, the air thick with anticipation and need. With each passing moment, Elizabeth seemed to become more enthralled, more desperate for my touch. I saw the longing in her eyes, the subtle parting of her lips, and I knew that she was mine.

Slowly, deliberately, I leaned in, my eyes never leaving hers. I gave her a moment to pull away, to protest, but she remained still, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps. As I reached her lips, I paused for a heartbeat, savoring the moment before I claimed her mouth with a deep, passionate kiss.

Elizabeth’s eyes widened in surprise, her body tensing briefly as she registered the intense contact. She hadn’t anticipated this bold move, but she quickly surrendered, her eyes fluttering closed as she gave herself over to the sensation. Her hands reached up, tangling in my hair as she pulled me closer, deepening the kiss. Her body pressed against mine, a soft moan escaping her lips as she succumbed to the intense, consuming passion between us.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as my hands explored her body, tracing the curves of her hips, the small of her back. I pulled her closer, feeling her heart race against my chest. Her skin was hot to the touch, her body aching for more. I knew she wanted this, wanted me. And I was more than ready to oblige.

In a flash, Elizabeth pulled away, her cheeks flushed a deep scarlet and her breath coming in rapid, desperate gasps. With a swift and purposeful motion, she reached for the curtain that separated the cockpit and canteen area from the main seating area, drawing it closed and creating a makeshift barrier that offered us a semblance of privacy.

Turning back to me, her eyes were wide and filled with a potent mix of excitement, nervousness, and raw desire. “We shouldn’t… Someone might see us…” she whispered, her voice breathless and uncertain, yet laced with a thrilling edge of danger.

I smiled, a slow, reassuring, and hungry curve of my lips. “Don’t worry, Elizabeth. They’re all occupied, and the curtain will give us just enough privacy. Besides, I can’t hold back any longer. I need to taste you, to feel you, to explore every inch of you.”

As I leaned in to kiss her again, I watched as the last traces of resistance in her eyes melted away, replaced by a growing inferno of hunger and need.

This time, she met my lips with her own, her body pressing firmly against mine as she surrendered to the moment, to the passion, and to me.

Her hands reached up, grasping at my shirt, pulling me closer as she deepened the kiss, her tongue exploring my mouth with an urgency that sent waves of desire crashing through me.

Her breath hitched as my hands roamed her body, tracing the curves of her waist, her hips, and her thighs. I could feel her heart racing, her body aching for more.

She gasped as I lightly grazed her neck with my teeth, her fingers digging into my back as she pulled me even closer. I knew she wanted this, wanted me, and I was more than ready to fulfill her every desire.

With a sense of urgency, I gently but firmly pulled her jacket off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. She was wearing a crisp white shirt underneath, the fabric contrasting beautifully with her flushed skin.

My heart raced as I slowly undid the top buttons, revealing more of her smooth, enticing skin. I could feel her breath hitch as my fingers lightly traced the edge of her bra, her body responding with a shiver of anticipation.

I carefully pulled her bra apart, the lace giving way to reveal her breasts, their soft curves pressing against the white fabric of her shirt. The sight of her, so exposed and vulnerable, sent a wave of desire coursing through me. I could see her nipples, hard and erect, pressing against the thin fabric, begging for my touch.

Leaning in, I pressed my lips to the exposed skin of her chest, feeling her heart race beneath my touch. I gently took one of her nipples into my mouth, the fabric of her shirt still a barrier between us, adding a layer of teasing friction. She gasped softly, a low moan escaping her lips as she pressed her body closer to mine.

“Ah…” she breathed, her eyes fluttering closed as she gave herself over to the sensation. Her hands reached up, tangling in my hair as she pulled me closer, urging me on.

I took my time, savoring the taste and feel of her. My hands roamed over her body, tracing the curves of her waist, her hips, and her thighs. I could feel her responding to me, her body arching against mine as she sought more contact, more intimacy. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her body trembling with need.