Talia Nassar

I thought I knew what the word urgent meant. I've felt it in the air whenever I visited the New York Stock Exchange. It powered my bones whenever a potential client has others vying for their business. Yet, right now, just as Lucas' agreement to my plea hangs in the air, a more palpable level of urgency is giving a whole new meaning to the word.

Fire blazes within me as Lucas grips my waist and begins fervently kissing the back of my neck. I press my butt harder against his erection, eliciting a groan from him I would happily replay over and over again. My body is still facing the other side of the plane while we're in a spooning position, but I'm desperate to see the look on his face when he makes these sounds. I sit up instantly and he follows me, keeping his hands firmly on my waist. While I want to turn around, this new position is giving me enough control to satiate me for the time being. I'm now sitting on his lap, continuing to grind my butt against him while his hands move with my hips, deliciously pulling and pushing me over him where I'm most needy.

"You promise you're going to fuck me this time?" I ask breathlessly. I can't have the same thing that happened in the shower happen on this plane. He needs to fully follow through on his word and give me exactly what I'm craving.

His hands move to my chest. "I promise." He grabs onto my breasts over my blouse, squeezing them hard. Tingles shoot through my nerve endings and only intensify when Lucas' large hands begin kneading.

"What do you promise?" I ask as I continue to slide up and down against his lap. Fuck. Forget craving, I'm starving for this man.

My skirt inches up higher with each movement.

"To have you dripping wet. To fuck you so hard you'll be screaming my name as you come on my cock. You name it, you got it."

A flush of heat flows through me and I start panting. Hard. "You- fuck." More uncontrollable panting as he continues to go to work on me. "You already have the first part done," I manage to say.

"Mmm." Lucas quickly moves one hand on my breast down my stomach, and then in between my legs as if he wants to check for himself. My skirt is now fully bunched up at my hips, providing him with easy access. When his finger meets my thong and folds, all air is sucked out of me and I'm gasping for breath.

"Oh, Tal, baby." He moves my thong to the side and begins grazing his finger over the opening. "You're soaked for me."

I moan as I fall back against his chest. Jolts of pleasure emanate from his finger circling my clit. "Lucas, babe, I need you."

"Take off your top," he commands in my ear with a hoarse whisper.

Normally, I would never let a man tell me what to do, even when it comes to sex. But with Lucas, it's different. I can't explain how or why, but his words send a thrill of excitement through me. And I want to do anything and everything he asks of me. Without wasting another second, I start unbuttoning my blouse while Lucas continues to tease my drenched entrance with his finger.

He stops once I move to take my blouse off and he helps me fully remove the garment, tossing it to the floor once it's off. Kissing the exposed skin of my back, he cups my breasts over the cream-colored lace Savage X Fenty unlined bra I'm wearing.

My back arches as he pinches my perked nipples through the soft fabric and sucks on the side of her neck. Another moan of pleasure escapes my lips.

"Just sex," Lucas mumbles as he continues to kiss my back and work on my breasts.

I'm not sure if he's talking to me or himself, but I repeat it nonetheless. "Just sex."

In one swift motion, Lucas picks my body up as he stands up. "I'm grabbing a condom."

My heart slams repeatedly against my ribcage. It's happening. As Lucas rummages through his bag and I stand next to him, I quickly unbuckle his belt and pull his slacks and boxer briefs down. His large, hard length springs free.

Oh. My. God.

I remember it being big, but not this fuckin' big. The anticipation of what he'd feel like inside of me sends flutters through every organ in my body as if they all want to know. Tightening my legs together to try to get some relief, I lift his shirt and begin kissing any spot available over his chiseled abs and chest.

He gently pushes me off of him and quickly rolls the condom on.

The action sends delicious tingles up and down my spine. I almost jump in excitement like a kid waiting for the ice cream truck in the distance to arrive. "Sit down! I can ride on top," I pant out.

This level of urgency isn't letting up. It's as if the building is on fire and Lucas is the only lifeline - the only source of oxygen for my smoke-filled lungs. I need to take hold of it to save my life.

"No, I'm in charge here." The fire in his eyes intensifies the heat in the space and I gulp to try to water down my throat.

I instinctively shake my head in response. "N-no, I am. Sit down." My knee-jerk reaction is to challenge this man. I often loathe when others try to determine my fate. The last time I can remember fully letting go was with Gary and that didn't pan out so well. Yet, the power Lucas is holding over me in this moment is terrifying and exhilarating all at the same time.

A wide grin spreads over Lucas' handsome face. "Say that I'm in charge," he whispers hoarsely before pulling down my skirt and thong. Without even waiting for my response he shoves two fingers inside of me.

A gasp escapes me as Lucas moves his fingers against my sweet spot. "Y-you're in charge," I manage to respond as my body crumples into him. I can't keep the reins any longer. In reality, I never did have the reins to begin with. When it comes to sex, Lucas in all his strength and overwhelming glory, is the boss.

"Good girl." He continues to pump his fingers in and out a few times, tightening the bundle of nerves within me, before picking me up.

I whimper at the loss of contact with my center and I can practically hear him smirking. Before I can register what's happening, my back is on the couch and Lucas is hovering over me, in between my legs.

He scans my body like a hungry wolf before a brief flash of hesitation flickers across his face. "You sure you want to do this?" The head of his cock teases my entrance and I squirm to try to get it closer. "Talia, baby. Are you sure?"

I squirm again, but Lucas won't budge. "Lucas, if you don't fuck me in the next two seconds, I'm-"

Without waiting for me to finish, he rams himself into me. I scream at the sudden spike in pleasure, while Lucas moans. The fullness within me sends euphoric wave after euphoric wave through every cell in my body.

"Now, let's be crystal fucking clear," he grunts as he pounds into me, "I don't take threats well when I'm in charge."

With each slicked-up thrust, the coil tightens around my abdomen. "Mm good to know." My body is relishing the friction of Lucas' cock against my inner walls, producing even more wetness that starts to slick audibly in the cabin. Every sensation in me is growing, but Lucas needs to know I'm not one to comply so easily. So, I try my best to gather any shred of sanity. "So, I guess," I let out a moan before continuing, "I should take over then." Even though I said it, I have no intention of taking the reins now. There wouldn't even be a use in trying, but it's sure as hell a last-ditch effort to push Lucas' buttons.

He continues to overpower me, not letting me move us an inch, and lets out an amused laugh. "You can try if you want. Maybe I'll go easier on you next time if you're a good girl," he says between breaths.

"Who said there's going to be a next time?" I barely get the words out before I moan again.

Lucas pushes himself deeper and harder and moves his fingers to play with my clit as he pounds himself in and out. In and out. "Baby, we both know you'll be begging me for my cock again in about five minutes."

His confidence, his biceps bulging against his sleeves, the promise of extreme pleasure prominent in his eyes. It's all so hot that it pushes me closer. Right up to the edge.

The connection I feel to Lucas in this moment is unlike anything I've ever experienced before. It's so intimate, so intense, being joined together. And the glisten of sweat on Lucas' brow makes him sexier than I thought possible.

He's right.

There is no way this could be just a one-time thing. Being with him intimately is like a drug an addict thought they would try once, but soon realizes there is no going back to a normal way of life.

"That's it, Tal. Now come on my cock," Lucas coos as my eyes weld shut and stars paint my vision.

The onslaught of pleasure is getting so intense my mind starts scrambling itself like the static of the television. "Lucas! Yes!"

"Talia, baby," Lucas grunts back. His thrusts grow more labored.

"Come for me, Lucas. Please co-" I start to say before Lucas increases the pressure against my clit with his fingers. Before I know it, I can't hold myself together any longer. I scream his name as the strongest orgasm of my life racks my body.

Within seconds, Lucas' warm release spills into the condom inside of me. His mouth opens as he rides out his release. After slower thrusts, he collapses on top of me, our breathing matched.

The blood in my veins hums in a Carnegie Hall-level symphony. Sex with Lucas Handler is even better than I imagined it to be. Yet I also thought this could maybe uncomplicate things between us. Just nip all that tension right in the bud.

But as he lifts his head from my chest and produces the sexiest smile I've ever witnessed, there's undoubtedly something even more complicated about this. And even more electric.