The remainder of our trip turned into a real vacation. We mostly stayed at the hotel, giving in to our carnal desires.
I could count on one hand the number of times I wore clothes. Even Christian opted to walk around naked because he knew that putting on clothes was only a waste of time, as he would be taking them off again very soon.
We made love so many times that I was sure we must have broken a world record. Even the entire plane ride back home, he had me pinned against the bed in his private jet until we landed.
-
"Jonathan is waiting for us outside," said Christian.
We just finished deplaning and were waiting for our luggage to be taken off the jet. I took a moment to check myself in the mirror, making sure not a single hair was out of place.
Christian walked me over to the car, opening the door for me to get in while Jonathan loaded our luggage.
"Welcome home, sir, miss. How was the trip?" he asked politely.
