A Bride for Two Mavericks (13 page)

“I don’t doubt it,” Audrey replied. His eyes glowed with happiness, and he reached out to her, one hand running absentmindedly through her hair.

“Let’s prepare for takeoff,” Max proclaimed with excitement, jumping down from the body of the plane with incredibly agility.

Silas kissed her roughly on the mouth and then began turning dials and flipping switches with the speed and skill of a professional.

The plane immediately came to life, each engine humming and churning as Max opened the massive doors of the hangar.

“You ready for an adventure?” Silas said, the familiar flash of mischief in his eyes.

“Do your worst, Mr. Abrams,” she retorted with a grin.

Max swiftly leaped back into the cockpit as they crossed over the threshold of the massive hangar doors. They slowly rolled down the runway, gaining speed as Max checked all the dials and Silas carefully pulled up on the throttle. The sensation caused Audrey’s heart to race as they lifted farther and farther off the ground. Sandwiched between the two men in the long leather front seat, the thrill of the moment caused her head to swim with excitement as they continued to ascend far above the land.

Once the plane had steadied, Max and Silas took turns pointing out the landmarks of Male Order to her. They dipped low enough in the sky so she could discern the buildings of the quaint town center.

Bending into her so she could hear him over the loud vibrations of the engines, Max described his own designs for the town the Abrams family had called home for three generations.

“I want this town to thrive, to stay a close-knit community like we’ve always been. But I also want for us to have all the modern conveniences of the twentieth century. Look there! You can see one of my newest buildings, the Abrams Theater. It can seat five-hundred people and has room for a full orchestra to play beneath the screen. You can have a meal at the restaurant, see a ballet before the show or play a round of billiards in the upstairs rooms. It’s opening to the public next month after nearly two years of construction.”

She loved to see Max like this, so engaged, so alive and open.

“Hold onto the wheel for a bit,” Silas instructed as he sidled through the sliver of space near the window and made his way towards the rear of the plane, leaving Audrey in charge of the enormous vehicle.

“Silas! What do I do?” she asked, incredulous he would leave her in charge of this massive machine without even a simple set of instructions.

“Just feel the vibration of the engine in your fingertips and keep her steady. She’s yours, now. Take care of her.”

She looked at Max with uncertainty as she took control of the plane.

“You can do it, Audrey,” he reassured her, his hand resting gently on her thigh.

“So where should we go?” she asked Max. Once she’d taken a moment to breathe and steady herself, she began to get the hang of it.

“Anywhere you’d like, baby,” he replied quietly.

She heard a loud pop in the back of the plane, and her heart almost stopped.

“Silas? Are you all right?”

“Of course,” he exclaimed as he rejoined them, carefully balancing three glasses of champagne and a plate of oysters in his hand.

“Breakfast, my dear?” he asked as he smoothly set the items down on a metal tray he’d miraculously folded up from beneath their seat. “I’ll take the reins for a moment, but from there on out, I expect you to be in charge.”

Her stomach growled as she tasted the delicacies Silas had brought for their celebration in the sky.

“This is the most unusual picnic I’ve ever attended, that’s for sure! My goodness, is this what I think it is?” she asked as the divine bubbles passed her lips.

“Dom Pérignon 1921, just for you, my dear. I ordered five cases when I got in on the first private U.S. shipment. I know it’s still too young, but I couldn’t help myself. It’s going to be a sensation. Still…isn’t it divine?”

She closed her eyes, taking in the tender notes of vanilla and praline. It was like tasting home.

“It’s perfect. This is the way every day should begin, I think.”

* * * *

She looked at him silently, her eyes aglow with the connection they shared. He knew he had struck a chord with her, but he was shocked when she kissed him ravenously with thanks, the taste of the silky flavors on her mouth immediately making Silas’ cock burn with need. He struggled to keep his hand steady on the throttle as their lips encircled each others’ hungrily.

“I want you. I want you both,” she said, her eyes wide with lust. The plane momentarily bobbed up in the air as he explored her mouth with his tongue and felt himself losing control of his senses. The memory of tasting her in the shower the day before made him famished for more of her unique, sweet honey flavor.

“Take over for me, big brother?” Silas asked as he placed his hand over hers, steadying his wheel in one smooth motion. “She may be a bit too distracted to start piloting this baby again.”

“Only if you promise to share,” Max retorted as he took the copilot wheel and switched over the controls. He clearly didn’t want to miss any of the action.

“You got it.” Their eyes met, and Silas did everything to reassure his brother that he wasn’t taking over. For the first moment in as long as he could remember, the silent connection they shared before Jackie’s accident seemed to return to them.

Max slid towards them in the long front seat of the plane and took the throttle in his hand. As he carefully controlled their speed and adjusted their elevation, Audrey leaned over to his brother and kissed him tenderly, offering him further reassurance that he wouldn’t be forgotten in the fun.

Silas swung one of her legs over his lap, caressing the soft fabric of oversized sweater she donned as he firmly pulled her hips closer to his. His hands stroked her cool thighs, his palms caressing the miraculously smooth flesh. Her skin was almost iridescent, he realized.

“My god, Audrey, your skin. It’s like the inside of a shell,” he whispered in her ear as she leaned into his touch.

Silas reached his hands beneath the loose sweater towards her waist and gently lifted her only covering above her head, immediately revealing her gorgeous, nude body.

“I love your style,” he said with a laugh as he took in the sight of her. “Are you cold? Let me warm you up.” He let his hands wander over every exposed part as she leaned into his touch. He leaned forward and took each rounded breast in his mouth, the taste of her throbbing nipples making his cock hard with need.

“Thank you, Mr. Abrams,” she retorted playfully, softly moaning as his fingers finally dipped down towards her cunt.

“God, I can’t wait to taste you again,” he told her as he ran one finger over her clit. She was already dripping with arousal, and the sight made him want to explode right on the spot. Most of all, he dreamed of pressing his face into her thighs and hungered to taste the damp, soft delicacy of her clit.

“When I get you back on solid ground, I’m going to eat this pussy for hours until you beg me to stop.” As he told her of his looming desire, he thrust his fingers deep inside of her and then immediately removed them. He stuck his finger in his mouth and tasted her honey, ravenous for more but loving the act of torturing her with his promises.

“What do you want right now, baby?” he asked as his fingers continued to work up and down her soft flesh in rhythmic motions. Her quiet moans had escalated to near screams of pleasure, her fantastic sounds finally winning over the drone of the machine that enclosed them and kept them from tumbling back to earth.

“Tell me what you want,” Silas repeated forcefully, his fingers torturing her with the promise of release.

“I want to fuck you,” she said, her eyes locking with his as she retook control of her body. “I want to fuck you right here until you explode.”

“Until I explode?” he asked, teasing her.

“Until we both explode,” she replied, grinning.

“That’s my girl,” Silas replied, his cock burning to be embedded deep within her.

She immediately unbuckled his slacks and reached inside his undergarments for what she clearly knew was hers for the taking.

“I’ve never soared like this before,” he couldn’t help but add as he pulled her into him and kissed her hungrily. He gripped his aching cock and pulled her down on top of him, the perfect fit almost causing him to lose it right then and there.

He took a deep breath, and she began to glide up and down on him, gently at first but quickly gaining a careful momentum. The buzz of the massive machine beneath them only added to their pleasure, and they held on tightly to one another as Max seemed to purposefully guide them through extra lows and highs.

“Watch it, brother,” Silas warned as they dipped dangerously close to the ground at one point. They were thrown for a moment, almost losing their balance, and it reminded him of how damn great it was to be alive. His heart raced in his chest, the sensations closing in wildly around him.

“I got you two covered, don’t you know that?” Max retorted, confident as ever.

Audrey merely held on tighter, the two of them seeming for several minutes to truly meld into one another. Both wanting to hold onto the experience for as long as possible, it seemed they almost stopped moving entirely. The gentle turns of the airplane and the vibrations radiating through the joined bodies alone was enough to send them over this unique plateau of experience.

As they tumbled through their simultaneous climax together, they locked lips and groaned into each others’ mouths with pleasure. His l
imbs felt weak, and their breaths came in short staccato bursts as they tried to recover from the wild ride they had just experienced.

* * * *

The sight of everything happening in front of him pushed Max towards the edge of arousal, despite his role thus far that morning as merely a voyeur.

“Keep that hand steady on the throttle, brother,” Silas teased as Max struggled to keep the machine level. He was distracted, and he hungered so desperately for Audrey he was no longer thinking straight.

Max groaned as he locked eyes with his lover, his whole body pulsing with need for her.

“I’m not sure I can wait much longer…”

“Do you need some assistance, copilot?” Audrey inquired with a grin as she slid close to Max, the curves of her still naked body barely caressing the edges of his thighs and torso.

The moment she looked into his eyes, he took her palm in his and ran it over the hard length clearly visible underneath his trousers.

She moaned and then called over her shoulder, “I think you better take over for him, Silas, before they find us crashed in the middle of some farmer’s field,” teasing as she deftly unfastened Max’s constricted fly.

“Aye, aye.” His brother immediately obeyed, taking over the dual control system with a satisfied grin.

Max took a deep breath, relieved the responsibilities of manning the massive machine had been lifted from him and he could now focus on the pleasure he desperately craved.

“Come sit on my lap, darlin’,” he instructed as he pulled her tiny frame onto him. “And put that sweater back on. It’s damn sexy on you.”

She immediately obliged, reaching across his thighs to retrieve the garment. He helped her stretch it over her head, pulling her arms through it but making sure to leave her bare ass exposed against his aching bulge.

He held her firmly around her middle, his hands quickly gliding north over her porcelain skin until he reached the perfect globes of her breasts. Beneath the cashmere, he took the firm handfuls with one and then both palms, tugging gentle on the stiff peaks he hungered to devour. She moaned as he did this, and immediately responded by reaching down behind her and pushing both hands into the waistband of his pants.