I glanced back at Sunshine, whose eyes were now double the size. “Yes, I’m helping her with something. We’ll be downstairs in a minute. Can you see if Grandpa is awake?”
“Okay,” she said.
We held there like frozen dummies until we heard her retreating footsteps. I flashed Sunshine a cheeky grin.
“We are not telling her. She’s too young for that conversation.” Then Sunshine got up and went into her bathroom.
Though she hadn’t said anything specific, I could feel there was something different between us over the last several days. I was pretty sure I knew what it was. I couldn’t solve it now, but as I left the room, I was forming a plan.
That took me into town later that day. I made a few stops. In particular, I went to see Ryder at his store. Nate told me he was the man to see for such things. I made other plans, but it would all have to wait. Sunshine and I were headed to the sunny state of Texas.
Though we planned to be back the same day, Avery had agreed to come for the day in case the worst happened. I dropped Zoe off at school and told her that Sunshine and I had to see her grandfather. Her sullen expression nearly killed me. I promised we’d be back.
It only made me put more pressure on the team that was looking for Haley. The black box was at the bottom of the sea, but there had been an emergency beacon signal that had since died and the search had turned up empty on its last position. But the island where the beacon had washed ashore was large and the terrain mountainous. They had a drone that could capture heat signatures, but it could only go so far before needing a recharge. It was frustrating that we had nothing yet. The only thing I could promise my daughter at this point was that I’d make it back.
As we got on the private plane that would take us and bring us back, Sunshine hesitated. “This is the first time I’ve ever been on a plane,” she whispered.
I squeezed her arm as the pilot introduced himself. I’d flown with his brother Grant when I arrived back in Mason Creek. Nate swore by the guys. They were friends of a friend, which led back to Aiden. They were both pilots and had flown Nate several places.
Sunshine clung to my hand as the plane finally took off. I wiped tears from her eyes and told her everything would be okay several times before the plane leveled off.
“Tell me we aren’t going to die,” she said.
I chuckled softly. “We will not die. I fly a lot and it’s safer than driving, statistically. If you want, I can take your mind off the plane.”
She rolled her eyes. “Death by sex on a plane,” she groaned.
“I can think of worse things.” Instead, I peppered her with kisses on her cheek and temple as I let her squeeze the life out of my hand.
An hour into our journey, she finally calmed down and asked, “Have you ever had sex on a plane?”
Two things rose—my brow and my cock. “No. Are you asking me to?”
She unbuckled her seat belt and straddled my lap. “Take my mind off the plane,” she whispered, her eyes full of heat as she worked to open my fly.
“So I’m not misunderstanding anything, you want me to fuck you?” I teased.
Her eyes seemed to dilate at the crude question. My cock hardened further under her stare. “Yes.”
“Tell me what you want,” I said.
“I want to ride you.”
Holy fuck, my sunshine was getting bolder by the day. My hands found the back of her thighs and tightened. Slowly, I pushed up, grateful for the dress she wore. When I reached her hip, I let one hand slide between her legs to brush over her clit. She undulated her hips as she finally released my painfully hard cock. Her hand closed around the sensitive head, sending a shiver through me.
Then she slowly lowered herself. She hadn’t taken off her underwear. I shoved the material to the side when my cock made contact with her opening.
She impaled herself on me with no preamble. Fire lit up in my veins like whiskey. She bit my lip, and I caught her head in one hand to take the kiss deeper as she worked herself up and down on my dick. This was her moment. Whatever she needed, I’d let her have.
Sunshine
Once he was deep inside, I lifted and slowly took him the second time. The angle was wrong, and I rose until the head of his cock was almost completely out. He hissed the word “fuck” as I leaned back and slid down his rock-hard length. He held my bottom as I found the best angle to glide up and down his shaft, finding our perfect rhythm.