Chapter 182 - Mile High Club Elite Members *

[Reader advisory: The first part is sexy time. It's not very graphic.]

Clothes off.

Lights dimmed.

There was nothing else that's keeping them from devouring each other.

Skin to skin…

Touch to touch…

From one lustful mind to another, the two of them took traveling in style to a whole new level.

There was something about chasing the orgasm while high up in the air. Being pleasured by the almighty Damien Park was one thing but the fact that they were elevated thousands of feet from the ground and they weren't even suspended in some kinky bondage with swings and all was very exhilarating. The high of being up in the sky was phenomenal.

Truth be told, Katherine was loving it. And she definitely proved it with the way she was so lost in carnal bliss bouncing up and down, grinding and riding Damien like a cowgirl.

And holy cow did he adore it so much. He had anticipated taking control once the door was closed shut but boy was the King so wrong. Who would have thought that he had unknowingly unleashed Katherine's dominance?

He bit his bottom lip, his fingers digging into her flesh as he guided her through the edge of euphoria. His gaze raked her nakedness, appreciating every smooth curve of her youthful beauty. She was a goddess… the most beautiful woman that he had ever laid his eyes on. Her long, luscious chestnut hair parted to one side, giving him a clear view of her neck, shoulders, and the rest of her torso.

From her view on top, his glorious body beneath her was making her hotter. Her hands brushed and slid all over his excellent pecs and hard buns that she swore could be a perfect washboard for her delicates — who needs a washing machine?

Damien's muscles tensed as he gripped her hips. She had to press her hands on his chest to gain balance from her first rodeo. Who knew she was capable of doing this? She didn't know she could until her excitement from flying in a luxury private plane got the best of her. She knew she told him she didn't like expensive gifts but how could she say no to all of this? Damn it, she could get used to it.

"Come on, baby… come for me," he grunted, increasing the speed on meeting her every thrust and pressing his thumb on her swollen nub.

Katherine moaned at the same time that he felt her inner walls tighten around his hard shaft and he knew that she was almost there. "Damien…" she breathed and whimpered, chasing her high before falling… she jerked and bucked.

Damien was just right after her, groaning as he plunged into her so deep it made her cry out. She fell on top of him, panting and spent. 

"I got you," he whispered to her ear as she buried her head on his shoulder.

She didn't want to speak, so she remained immobile on top of him, rocking against the rise and fall of his chest that was lulling her to sleep.  He stroked her bare skin with his warm hands, comforting her after their wild and high sexcapade. 

Carefully pulling out of her, he discarded the latex and cleaned them both with wipes before pulling the blankets over them. "Hmmm…" she hummed and fluttered her eyes open, her head laying on his arm. "What are you looking at?" she wondered as she met his eyes that were studying her.

"You're beautiful." He swept a lock of hair away from her face and brushed her cheek with his thumb. 

"And so are you…" she said.

It was a wonder for him at first why he was so attracted to Katherine when he met her years ago. There was just this magnetic pull that had him head over heels just seeing her smile and her playful eyes. 

Back then, she had a smiling expression and yet he caught her having a different look in her eyes. It was as though she was lonely with whatever she was doing in those parties that he never understood why she was there in the first place. He caught her lies... in which she admitted before she left him that night, leaving before they had a crazy plan of forgetting and leaving everything behind.

"I love seeing you like this…" he muttered.

"What?" She raised a brow. "Naked?" 

Damien's chest rumbled as he laughed. "No, silly… I meant happy… genuinely happy."

Both of Katherine's brows were now raised, wondering why he said those words. Bringing her hands up, her fingers played with his hair while she felt his hand resting on her waist. "Well, that's because I am happy… I'm happy here with you."

"I'm glad…" His lips pressed on her forehead and soon, she was asleep. 

Damien carefully replaced himself in her arms with one of the pillows and he slipped out of the bed, changing back to his clothes before getting some work done outside of the bedroom to let her rest. He set up his work station in the lounge area next to the bedroom, approving proposals and having a video conference with Caleb and some executives from a hotel chain for the rest of the flight.

A few hours later, Damien got back inside the bedroom…

Katherine woke up feeling his lips on her temple and instantly, a smile broke her face. "Hey…"

"We're about to descend. You should get changed." He placed her clothes next to her on the bed while he sat and waited for her to gain full consciousness.

Seeing that the sky was so dark outside, she gasped and quickly changed into her clothes. "Wow. I was only going to take a nap… Why did you let me sleep through the whole flight?" 

"You were sleeping soundly." Damien kissed her forehead and got to his feet. "I'll head out first and meet you at the cabin," he said before walking out of the door.

Soon, Katherine followed him out and sat next to him, buckling her seatbelt as they were about to land. The two of them held hands as she gushed about the view of the Eiffel tower from outside the window. The yellow and white lights in the city of Paris twinkled from above. Her heart warmed, realizing that none of this would have happened to her if it wasn't because of Damien. She leaned into him, taking in how blessed she was.

At nine in the evening, they were already in their suite at one of the best hotels in Paris with a view of the Eiffel tower. Katherine had been trying to get Damien to tell her where they were headed the next day but he wouldn't budge.

"Come on, please? Tell me just one thing… one hint…" she pleaded, her index finger raised in front of her face and she pouted. She was sitting on his lap and his jaw clenched with the way she was wiggling her hips on him.

Sighing heavily, he shook his head. "Fine," he said and saw the light in her eyes, making him chuckle. "We're going to my favorite city tomorrow – Lyon." He pronounced the name of the city like a native and surprisingly, Katherine didn't find it incomprehensible. 

She continued to try to get more information from him but he didn't say anything else so she could only wait… and by wait, it meant her browsing relentlessly on the internet, finding clues on what Damien had possibly planned. 

The next morning, they had their breakfast on the balcony. It was heavenly — they enjoyed freshly baked French pastries like croissants and pain au chocolat paired with their favorite hot beverage – coffee for Damien and warm chocolate for Katherine.

She leaned on him with her legs up on the table as they faced the beautiful view in front. They were enjoying their peace and quiet when the doorbell rang.

"Did you order something?" she asked.

"Hmmm… must be the extra towels I requested," Damien answered as the two of them headed towards the door.

Katherine went ahead and opened the door and what she saw made her eyes grow wide. "Oh my god! You're here!" 

"Eeeee!!!" Alianna squealed as she pounced onto Katherine, crushing her with a bear hug. Katherine was still agape when she glanced at Damien. 

"Surprise," she heard him say.