72
Candy, Slade, and Colt were on the plane to Miami for the opening of Summer Mayhem weekend. Two days until one of the biggest events of the year.
Candy had pushed her emotions aside so she could focus on getting through this weekend. Seeing her father made her realize that maybe leaving IWX was for the best now. Come Monday morning, she would talk to Davis and take a break from being a wrestler, until she could figure out what to do to help her mother, and deal with her home life. Meanwhile, she wanted to spend as much time with Slade as possible.
Slade watched as Candy bit at her fingernails. She looked in deep thought as she tapped her other hand on the armrest.
“Everything okay, Sprinkles?”
“I’m fine. Just a lot on my mind.”
“Thinking about your parents?”
“Yes. And other things. It’s just a lot right now. I feel so tense. I’m trying to relax, but it's a lot to deal with.”
Slade looked around the cabin, trying to think of a way to relax her. Colt was asleep and the other people on the plane were not paying them any mind. “I have an idea how to relieve some tension.”
Candy smiled. “Oh yeah? What do you have in mind?”
“Want to join the mile-high club?”
“You have been thinking about that since we got on the plane, haven’t you?”
Slade gave her a sly smile and wiggled his eyebrows. “You in?”
“Lead the way.”
“Okay. We will have to make this quick.” Slade tugged on the handcuff. “Let’s go, Sprinkles.”
Candy and Slade got up from their seats and headed to the tiny restroom. Squeezing in the small room, they shifted to fit in together. Slade threw his jacket on the cold steel and picked her up, placing her onto the sink’s edge.
“Slade, what if we get caught?”
Slade was already unfastening his pants. “Who cares?”
“I do, you big dork. I don’t want this whole plane hearing me. You know I have trouble being quiet.”
“I know. You’re a screamer. I love it.” He started pulling off her panties and ran his fingers between her slit, making her squirm. “You’re already wet. I know you won’t tell me no.”
Candy laughed. “I can never tell you no.” She gasped as he rubbed his tip over her wetness. “Oh, yes. That feels good.”
“Like that? Can you be a good girl and not scream? Or can I make you scream my name like a bad girl?”
“I think you want me to be your bad girl.” Candy pulled him close, sucking on his neck. “Slade, you are so big. Be gentle with me. I’m still sensitive from last time.”
“Relax. I’ll go slow.” He slowly entered her, and Candy bit his neck. “Damn woman. You do that and expect me to be easy on you? Keep it up and I’m going to turn you over this counter and really make you scream. I don’t care who hears.”
Candy smirked. “You wouldn’t?”
As if she was weightless, Slade quickly turned her to lean over the sink. Pulling up her skirt, he slapped her hard on the ass, making Candy squeal as he pulled her arms behind her. Wrapping the tether around her wrist, he asked playfully, “I wouldn’t what? Fuck that pretty ass? Don’t dare me, baby. You know I don’t like to be told what to do.” He thrust into her opening, making her let out a deep grunt, biting her lip.
With hard, long strokes, he pounded into her while Candy gripped the sink. Lifting herself onto her tiptoes, she arched to give him better access. “Fuck me, Slade! Don’t stop. Harder!”
He started thrusting deeper, knowing she couldn’t be quiet. “Say my name!”
“Slade. Yes, Slade!”
“Louder!” he demanded.
He pounded into her as the sounds of his skin slapping against her ass echoed through the small room. Knowing the entire cabin could hear, he picked up the pace so her screams would get louder with every stroke. His kink was being caught. He also loved sex in places that would ensure that happened.
“SLADE! I’m coming! Fuck, I’m coming!”
A loud knock came on the door, and the flight attendant yelled at them. “You can’t do that here!”
“Come, baby. Louder. Let them hear what I’m doing to you.”
“Fuck! I’m coming too, baby. Just like that. Take my dick, bad girl. I’m almost there.” he said as he slapped her ass making the sound echo off the walls.
“YOU NEED TO GET OUT OF THERE, RIGHT NOW!” the angry attendant yelled.
Hearing the commotion, Colt woke up and was laughing hysterically. “Get it, Slade! Hit that spot!”
The flight attendant turned and yelled at Colt, pointing in his face. “Shut up! Stop encouraging them.”
The plane full of business executives and a rowdy bachelorette party were watching with amusement. Most were trying to hide their smiles. The rest were laughing and egging them on.
“Come for me, Candy. Now!”
“Ahh! Fuck!”
Candy’s orgasm was so intense she saw stars behind her eyes. She clenched around Slade’s hard member, making him do the same with a hard jerk. When they relaxed, the flight attendant was fuming and banging on the door so violently the door almost came ajar.
Slade helped Candy adjust her clothes, trying to regain his composure. “Sprinkles, we better get out of here before she has them land the plane and has us arrested.”
Candy blushed. “I can’t believe you talked me into that. Everyone heard us.”
“You weren’t complaining a second ago.”
They turned to head out the door as if nothing happened. When Slade opened the door, an air officer was standing there, frowning at them.
“Having fun in there?” The man didn’t look happy.
Slade just shrugged and smiled.
Candy gave a goofy smile as passed by. “Um… sorry?”
The man pointed for them to head back to their seats with a grumble under his breath.
As they walked down the aisle, the entire plane started clapping. The drunk bridesmaids from the bridal party were holding up paper signs with tens on them.
Colt stood, clapping. “Another splendid show. Tens all around. Bravo! Great score.”
Slade shook his head. “You’re an asshole.”
Colt laughed. “You’re a freak. What’s your point?”
Candy was high-fiving the bridal party, and Colt looked over at her with a chuckle. “And so is your girl.”
Suddenly, a voice came over the intercom. “This is your captain speaking. For the couple in first class, congratulations on your approved membership into the mile-high club. We thank you for the in-flight entertainment. Thank you for flying what we now dub as Flight 69. We will land in fifteen minutes.”
Candy bowed while Slade started laughing as the attendant huffed at them, stomping off to the back of the plane.
“Maybe she needs to get laid.”
