The Virgin and the Billionaires: The Complete Series (16 page)

“Let me get that present I
bought you.” He smiled and fetched his briefcase. Opening it up on one of the
tables, he pulled out a silk blindfold and what looked like a futuristic
sculpture. He made his way back over to Dana.

“What’s that?” she asked,
her legs still slightly open, her dress still disheveled.

“Don’t mind that,” Alexander
replied as he draped the silk blindfold over Dana’s eyes and tied it over her
hair. Dana gasped, nearly overwhelmed by the excitement of the blindfold and
the fear of being 40,000 feet in the air.

Dana felt Alexander’s hands
return to her legs. He sensuously rubbed and kissed her thighs all the way from
the tops of her knees to just below her panties, where he lingered and teased
her. He rubbed a gentle finger up and down her swelling slit, inching her
panties over to get a taste of her growing wetness with his tongue. Its arrival
was welcomed by Dana, who spread her legs further open.

Alexander continued to
tease Dana’s slit with one finger.

Suddenly, Dana heard a soft
buzz. A few seconds later the sensation of cool, thin rubber hit her pussy. She
felt Alexander’s hand pull aside her panties again, and he teased her opening
with the vibrator. The vibrations were very intense.

“Oh my god,” Dana gasped in
delight.

Alexander dipped the tip of
the sleek vibrator into her pussy, slowly twisting it until its extension
reached her clit. He pressed down a little bit more until Dana’s body began to
quiver. The combination of the vibrations inside of her and on her swelling
clit was pure bliss, and Dana got so lost in the moment that she forgot where
she was.

“Oh, fuck,” she yelled.
“Oh, fuck.” Her hands gripped the edge of the couch. Alexander gently began to
coax her out of her panties, making sure to keep the vibrator on her as he did.

Right as he sensed she was
coming close to her climax, Alexander let go of the vibrator and let it sit
inside of Dana for a moment while he pulled his pants down. He quickly took the
vibrator out of Dana’s pussy and replaced it with his cock, hard from the sight
of Dana’s engorged, glistening cunt. Dana moaned and spread her legs wide as he
thrust in and out of her.

“If you fuck me really hard
right now, I’m going to come,” Dana said breathily, between gasps.

“Is that what you want?”
Alexander replied, playfully, not letting up.

“God, yes.” Dana grabbed
onto Alexander’s waist. Her fleshy hips and buttocks bounced as Alexander
rammed into her, creating a satisfying ‘slap’ with every thrust.

Dana began to scream as the
sensation of Alexander’s cock and balls inside and against her pussy overcame
her whole body. Her orgasm radiated out to her entire body. She felt it in the
tips of her fingers and the strands of her hair. The pleasure shook her deepest
core, and she shivered and quaked as Alexander continued to fuck her without
stopping. After what seemed like an eternity, the overwhelming sensation gave
way to gentle pulses of pleasure as Alexander grew harder.

“Finish me,” he said as
Dana began to relax. He lifted her up and guided her blindfolded face toward
his rock hard, throbbing cock. It glistened with Dana’s wetness.

Dana felt the tip of
Alexander’s hardness against her lips. She felt him smear a bit of her moisture
around her mouth. She licked it off, enjoying its sweetness, then slowly guided
the length of Alexander into her mouth. She sucked off all of her sweet wetness
until it was only Alexander she tasted.

Dana gently grabbed
Alexander’s balls and massaged them tenderly in her hand. She swirled her
tongue around the tip of Alexander’s cock at the same time. The plane hit a bit
of turbulence as Alexander experienced a surge of pleasure, and he nearly fell
on top of Dana. Dana, startled, jumped back and peeked out from under her
blindfold.

“What was that?” she asked.

“Don’t worry about it.
Sometimes the air gets a little choppy.” He gave Dana a smirk before lowering
her blindfold back over her eyes and guiding her back toward his cock.

Dana licked Alexander’s
shaft up and down a few times before taking all of him back in her mouth. She
pushed him as far back in her mouth as she could and kept herself busy on every
inch she could touch. Alexander moaned and thrust into Dana’s mouth.

Dana could taste the salty
drops beginning to leak from Alexander. He began moaning and quivering as he
made a few final thrusts into Dana’s mouth and squirted his seed into the back
of her throat. Dana swallowed it with ease and sat back when it was clear that
Alexander had had enough.

“Incredible,” he sighed,
playing with Dana’s hair as he took off her blindfold.

“Likewise, Mr. Price.” Dana
smiled at the welcome sight of Alexander’s chiseled jaw.

“I’m going to go freshen up
in the lavatory,” Alexander said, buckling his pants. “Then we can ask Gerard
to fold out the couch.”

“Alright,” Dana smiled,
relaxed and content. When Alexander had disappeared into the lavatory, she
readjusted herself. She turned to look out the window, but the ground was pitch
black. She picked up the remote control and began to flip through the channels
until she came across a flight map. The little airplane was directly over
northern Nevada. They hadn’t gone far at all.

I’m a member of the Mile High Club! I don’t believe it
, she
thought.
There’s somebody else right
behind that curtain. What did I just do? I hope he didn’t hear us. Oh, God.
What if he heard us? He totally heard us.
Anxiety began to rumble in Dana’s
stomach.

Alexander emerged from the
lavatory. Dana made her way over to the door.

“Do you think Gerard heard
us?” she asked, a look of worry on her face.

“Probably not,” Alexander
replied, matter-of-factly. “Even if he did, he’s not going to say anything
about it. I guess we’ll never know.”

Dana nodded and shut
herself in the lavatory. When she came back out, Gerard was unfolding the couch
into a bed and arranging two separate piles of blankets on either end of the
couch. He smiled at Dana casually as he saw her enter the cabin, not showing
any hint of knowing what had just happened.

Phew.
Dana relaxed.
Either he
didn’t hear us or he’s the world’s most consummate professional.

Alexander, dressed down in
a sweatshirt and loose pajama pants, reclined on his side of the fold-out bed.
As Gerard finished arranging the sheets, Dana approached her side.

“Anything else I can get
you?” he asked.

“No, thank you. I think I
have everything here.”

Gerard smiled and returned
to the galley. After he had shut the curtain, Alexander motioned for Dana to
come closer to him. She abandoned her blankets and crawled under his. He
stretched his arm around her shoulders and placed her head on his chest. They
lay in silence for a moment, Dana listening to Alexander’s heartbeat.

“Why did you name the plane
Guadalupe?” she asked.

“After my grandmother.”

“Was she special to you?”

“Yes. I wouldn’t be here
right now if she hadn’t moved to this country when she was my age.”

“Where did she come from?”

“She was from Argentina.
She came to America with nothing and worked hard every day raising other
people’s children. Eventually, she married my grandfather and started my
family’s life here.”

“What an inspiring story. I
wish I had someone that interesting in my life.”

“You probably do. You just
don’t know about them.”

“You’re probably right.”
Dana took a deep breath and exhaled, relaxing into Alexander’s firm, smooth
chest.

Alexander imitated her.

“Let’s get as much sleep as
we can,” he said. “I have to go to brunch at 11.”

***

Dana awoke with a start as
the plane’s wheels touched the ground. She sat up and looked out the window of
the plane to see the sun caught behind a cluster of high-rises and skyscrapers.

That must be New York,
she thought.

She had never seen anything
quite like it in her life. She thought that LA’s skyline was vast and that San
Francisco seemed huge and bustling, but she quickly realized that both cities
were tiny in comparison to this. New York seemed enormous and overwhelming, and
she hadn’t even left the plane yet.

Dana checked the time on
her phone. It was 6AM, but her body told her otherwise. She felt like she had
been awoken in the middle of the night. She looked over at Alexander, who had
risen and was looking out the window himself.

“That view never fails to
amaze me,” he said when Dana looked over at him.

“Yes, it’s incredible.”

The plane drove across the
runway to a tarmac that was again separated from the main terminals. It wheeled
up to a spot in a row with several other private planes. Dana looked out the
window to see an enormous jet, painted black and gold, with ‘TRUMP’
conspicuously written in crimson across the front.

“Is that –?” She
turned to Alexander.

“Yes, that’s Donald Trump’s
plane. He pays to park it here.”

“Incredible,” Dana replied.

The plane’s engines shut
off and the cabin lights came on. Gerard emerged from the galley to tell them
that the stairs were being prepared and that they would be let off in a few
minutes. Dana and Alexander gathered their things and headed toward the front
of the plane.

When the plane door opened,
Gerard motioned for them to exit. Dana and Alexander thanked him and made their
way out onto the noisy tarmac, where a black SUV and driver waited for them. He
opened the door for them and they slid into the backseat. Dana was relieved to
be on the ground and away from the noise of the jet engines that carried over
from the main terminal.

After the driver had
ensured that their luggage made it into the trunk, he climbed into his seat.

“We’re going to the Four
Seasons in Midtown,” Alexander said.

“You got it,” the driver
replied with a tough ‘New York’ accent. Dana chuckled, having never heard a
real New Yorker speak outside of movies and TV. Alexander shot her a
disapproving look. She stopped.

Dana watched the rapidly
changing scenes out the window as the driver wove slowly through the city
streets. They passed through quaint neighborhoods of densely packed houses (“in
Queens”, as Alexander had pointed out) before crossing over a large bridge into
Manhattan.

“This is Harlem,” Alexander
said. The car was driving down a busy thoroughfare. It seemed like it took
several minutes just to travel one block.

“Crosstown traffic at rush
hour. It’s a nightmare, but nothing I’m not used to at home.”

The car made a left turn at
Park Avenue and began to move a little faster. The buildings became grander and
fancier with each block. Dana was amazed at how many people were out walking.
The crowds and energy were too much for her brain to process. She felt
exhausted just watching them.

“We’re on the Upper East
Side now,” Alexander said. “Home of the wealthiest zip code in the country.”

“Wow,” Dana replied. She
didn’t know what else to say.

When they reached 57
^th
street, the car turned right and stopped in front of a set of doors that Dana
couldn’t immediately tell led to a hotel. They were greeted by a doorman and a
bellhop, who took their bags and led them into the impossibly grand lobby. It
was warm and sleek, and remarkably quiet compared to the noise and bustle of
the sidewalk. As Alexander checked in, Dana sat back in one of the plush lobby
chairs and closed her eyes. She was interrupted by the bellhop, who tapped her
on the shoulder.

“I’ll take you to your
suite now.” He flashed an eagerly friendly smile.

Dana stood up and followed
drowsily. She was in awe of the hotel’s interior, but appeared otherwise.

In the elevator, the
bellhop used a key to access floor ‘PH’.

“I’m sorry – we just
came off of a red eye flight and are pretty exhausted,” Dana said.

The bellhop smiled.

“That’s alright. You just
focus on relaxing and getting rested. There’s a butler who can answer any
questions you may have later.”

A butler?
Dana thought.

The elevator quickly
reached the penthouse. The doors opened directly into the suite. Dana’s eyes
immediately widened, even more so when the aforementioned butler approached
them.

“Good morning, Mr. Price.”
The butler extended his hand. “My name is Henry and I’ll be your day butler
during your stay.”

“Pleased to meet you,
Henry,” Alexander replied politely. “You’re dismissed for now. We are going
straight to sleep.”

“I figured that would be
the case,” Henry replied, smiling. “The room is prepared for just that. You may
call me up whenever you need me. There is a direct intercom right by your bed.”