It was a miracle that Knox was able to break away from the ranch, considering he’s been dedicating so much of his free time to the stud operation. Now that the barn has been built, he’s been meeting with lawyers and insurance companies while making offers on beautiful stallions. I’m so damn proud of him for following his dreams. I can’t wait for it to open in the next few months and watch his success. I know he’ll have Payton’s and Kane’s help too.

“This flight is gonna be wild.” He smirks, and the vibration from the toy starts between my legs.

“How long until we’re there?” I ask, knowing I won’t be able to walk by the time we disembark.

“Seven glorious hours.” He shoots me a wink.

“Shit. I might not survive it.”

“I guess we’ll have to see, won’t we?”

As soon as the plane lifts off the ground, I experience my first orgasm and am grateful we paid for first class. The only time I fell asleep, I was jolted awake from the inside out. Knox passionately kissed me, then laughed against my lips.

“So does that mean I've been officially inducted into the mile-high club?” I ask as we land.

Knox leans in and whispers, “I don’t know the official rules. But save those panties for me. I know they’re soaking fuckin’ wet.”

“You’re absolutely right about that.” I love how much control he has over my body at any given moment, but I willingly give him that power.

As we wait for our luggage at the carousel, I’m a flubbing mess. By the time we arrive at the hotel, my orgasm count is in the double digits, and I’m pretty sure it’s a new record.

After we check in and get to our room, I remove the toy. Knox bends me over the bed and peels my drenched thong off my body, then buries his face in my pussy.

“This is what I’ve really wanted,” I moan out loudly as he laps his tongue.

“Wanna have a little fun?” he asks, checking the clock. It’s early afternoon on the island. Although the time difference is going to take some getting used to. “We have at least an hour before we gotta leave.”

“You know the answer is always yes.”

He flashes a devious smirk, then kisses the inside of my thigh. “We should shower first, but after that flight, I need you now. Clothes off,” he demands, then walks to the floor-to-ceiling windows and rips open the curtains. The sun is still high in the sky.

I remove my shirt and bra. “You gonna claim me in front of all those people outside?”

“You better believe it,” he says, undoing his belt. “Palms on the glass and stick out that ass for me.”