The limo pulled onto the airstrip,

The limo pulled onto the airstrip, and Evelyn’s face went numb. The jet was the size of a two-story house. “This is yours?”
He smirked as he gazed at his oversized toy. “All mine.”
Her stomach flipped and continued to teeter. He wasn’t kidding when he said he would be showing her many firsts. In a few minutes she would be leaving earth and rocketing through the sky at God knew how many miles an hour.
As they stepped onto the tarmac, the pavement was hot beneath her sandals. Dugan loaded their luggage on a cart, and Lucian clasped her hand. “Ready?”
Evelyn hesitated. Birds flew. People walked. These were the facts of life. “Um . . .”
Taking her other hand, he drew her close and kissed her softly. “It will be fine, Evelyn. My pilot has over thirty years’ experience under his belt, and I not only trust him with my life, I trust him with yours.”
Perhaps it wouldn’t be so intimidating if it weren’t so large of a jet. How did a thousand tons of metal just float through the air? She licked her lips nervously. She could do this. This was her first big step—well, more of a leap—in her plan to experience new things. The world was her oyster. Whatever that meant.
They climbed the steep set of stairs jutting out of the belly of the plane, and she gaped at the luxury awaiting them on the inside. Butter-colored leather and polished wood dominated the cylindrical space. Windows were adorned with dainty navy blue curtains. Seats were arranged aesthetically for conversation or dining.
Cool air pumped into the cabin. She’d seen the inside of an airplane on television. This was not a plane. This was a flying mansion.
“Our room’s back here,” Lucian said, carrying their smaller bags through the door.
She followed him. Yup, it was an actual bedroom. Against a wall, the king-size bed was made up with soft accent pillows. Two swivel chairs sat adjacent on the other wall, with a small glass table in between.
“Watch this,” he said, smirking like a young boy. He really did love his toys. He typed in a code on a small hidden panel, and the wall began to move. She jumped back and stared in awe as blue sky came into view.
The wall literally extended and lowered, forming a balcony on the side of the plane. Great. A plane with collapsible walls. It didn’t make her feel safer.
“Come see,” he said, taking her hand.
Reluctantly she followed. It was disorienting, being so high. The limo seemed to have shrunk. She stepped back in the plane and he chuckled.
“Can you close it back up now?”
He sighed at having his fun spoiled. After pressing a few buttons, gears shifted and the wall rose, locking back into place.
“Is it locked?” she asked nervously.
“Yes, Evelyn. Relax. Let’s have a drink.”
They returned to the main area of the plane, and a flight attendant waited behind the bar. “Good afternoon, Mr. Patras. Can I get you a drink before takeoff?”
As Lucian ordered their beverages, Evelyn settled into a large upholstered chair. There was a long couch, but the chair seemed safer. Her fingers located the seat belt and buckled it, pulling the strap as tight as it would go.
Lucian tsked as he handed her a cool glass of something pink and fruity. “Are you planning on staying buckled the entire flight?”
“No,” she sassed. “Only for the parts when we’re in the air.”
He shook his head, but a smile pulled at the corner of his mouth. “Drink your cocktail. It will calm your nerves.”
The alcohol went right to her head, and soon they were speeding down the runway. Her heart dropped into her ass as they left the ground, and she may have whimpered a few times. She also may have punctured the leather armrest with her fingernails. The sense of hurtling upward eventually evened out and she breathed again. Captain Hertkorn’s voice announced they were traveling at speeds Evelyn didn’t want to contemplate, and Lucian unbuckled his belt.
“Would you like another drink?”
She glanced at her glass, about to decline, and was shocked to see it was empty. “Okay.”
He pressed a button and the flight attendant returned. Where had she gone? Their drinks were replenished, and as Evelyn sipped her second fruity cocktail, she embraced its settling effects.
Lucian’s fingers traced over the back of her hand. “Come in the back with me.”
Her eyes widened. That would require unbuckling her seat belt. “I’d rather stay here.”
“I wasn’t asking.”
“Lucian, I’m a turbulent sneeze away from wetting myself. I suggest you let me stay in my seat.”
He reached over and clicked the button on her buckle. Her breath caught. Leaning in, he swept her hair off of her shoulder and slowly kissed her neck. “Nothing will go wrong. The captain will let us know if things are going to get bumpy. Now, come with me. I have great plans for the next hour, great, distracting plans.”
She rose on shaky legs and he led her to the bedroom. Her eyes immediately darted to the fall-away wall. Safety hazard! She jumped when his palm settled on her shoulders, tickling her skin beneath the straps of her tank top. His casted arm banded around her waist and tugged her close. He was already hard.
Warm kisses poured over her shoulders. He cupped her breasts through her shirt and slowly reached lower to undo the buttons of her jean skirt. “Your legs look amazing in this skirt. I’m going to start at your feet and kiss all the way to your sweet, pink pussy.”
Before her skirt fell to the ground, he clasped his palm over the denim and gripped the V of her sex. Her heart raced. She leaned her backside into his arousal and he growled in her ear. It didn’t take long for her to be thoroughly distracted.

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 2:

Limusin menarik ke lapangan terbang, dan wajah Evelyn mati rasa. Jet adalah ukuran sebuah rumah berlantai dua. "Ini adalah milikmu?"
Dia menyeringai sambil menatap mainan besar nya. "Semua milikku."
Perutnya membalik dan terus jungkat. Dia tidak bercanda ketika ia mengatakan ia akan menunjukkan banyak pengalaman pertama nya. Dalam beberapa menit dia akan meninggalkan bumi dan meluncur melalui langit di Tuhan tahu berapa banyak mil per jam.
Saat mereka melangkah ke aspal, trotoar panas bawah sandalnya. Dugan dimuat bagasi mereka di sebuah gerobak, dan Lucian menggenggam tangannya. "Siap?"
Evelyn ragu-ragu. Burung terbang. Orang berjalan. Ini adalah fakta kehidupan. "Um. . .
"Mengambil tangannya lain, ia menarik erat-erat dan menciumnya dengan lembut. "Ini akan baik-baik saja, Evelyn. Pilot saya memiliki pengalaman lebih dari tiga puluh tahun di bawah ikat pinggang, dan saya tidak hanya percaya padanya dengan hidup saya, saya percaya padanya dengan Anda.
"Mungkin tidak akan begitu menakutkan jika bukan begitu besar dari jet. Bagaimana seribu ton logam hanya mengapung di udara? Dia menjilat bibirnya dengan gugup. Dia bisa melakukan ini. Ini adalah langkah besar-baik, lebih dari lompatan-dalam rencananya untuk mengalami hal pertama baru. Dunia adalah tiram nya. Apapun itu berarti.
Mereka menaiki set curam tangga menonjol keluar dari perut pesawat, dan dia ternganga di mewah menunggu mereka di dalam. Mentega berwarna kulit dan kayu dipoles mendominasi ruang silinder. Jendela dihiasi dengan angkatan laut mungil tirai biru. Kursi diatur estetis untuk percakapan atau makan.
Udara dingin dipompa ke dalam kabin. Dia melihat bagian dalam pesawat terbang di televisi. Ini bukan pesawat. Ini adalah sebuah rumah terbang.
"Kamar itu kembali ke sini," kata Lucian, membawa tas kecil mereka melalui pintu.
Dia mengikutinya. Yup, itu adalah kamar tidur yang sebenarnya. Dinding, tempat tidur king size dibuat dengan aksen bantal lembut. Dua kursi putar duduk berdekatan di dinding lainnya, dengan meja kaca kecil di antara.
"Lihat ini," katanya, menyeringai seperti anak muda. Dia benar-benar mencintai mainannya. Dia mengetik kode pada panel kecil yang tersembunyi, dan dinding mulai bergerak. Dia melompat kembali dan menatap kagum sebagai langit biru muncul.
Dinding harfiah diperpanjang dan diturunkan, membentuk balkon di sisi pesawat. Besar. Sebuah pesawat dengan dinding dilipat. Itu tidak membuatnya merasa lebih aman.
"Ayo lihat," katanya, mengambil tangannya.
Dengan enggan dia mengikuti. Itu membingungkan, yang begitu tinggi. Limusin tampaknya telah menyusut. Dia melangkah kembali pesawat dan dia tertawa kecil.
"Bisakah Anda menutup kembali sekarang?"
Dia mendesah di bersenang-senang nya manja. Setelah menekan beberapa tombol, gigi bergeser dan dinding naik, mengunci kembali ke tempatnya.
"Apakah itu terkunci?" Tanyanya gugup.
"Ya, Evelyn. Tenang. Mari kita minum.
"Mereka kembali ke daerah utama pesawat, dan pramugari menunggu di belakang bar. "Selamat siang, Pak Patras. Bisakah saya mendapatkan minum sebelum lepas landas?
"Sebagai Lucian memerintahkan minuman mereka, Evelyn duduk kursi berlapis kain besar. Ada sofa panjang, tapi kursi tampak lebih aman. Jari-jarinya yang terletak sabuk pengaman dan lemas itu, menarik tali ketat seperti itu akan pergi.
Lucian tsked sambil menyerahkan segelas dingin sesuatu pink dan buah. "Apakah Anda berencana tetap lemas seluruh penerbangan?"
"Tidak," dia sassed. "Hanya untuk bagian-bagian ketika kita berada di udara."
Dia menggeleng, tapi senyum menarik di sudut mulutnya. "Minum koktail Anda. Ini akan menenangkan saraf Anda.
"Alkohol pergi tepat ke kepalanya, dan segera mereka melaju di landasan pacu. Hatinya jatuh ke pantatnya saat mereka meninggalkan tanah, dan dia mungkin merintih beberapa kali. Dia juga mungkin telah tertusuk sandaran tangan kulit dengan kukunya. Rasa meluncur ke atas akhirnya menyamakan keluar dan dia menarik napas lagi. Suara kapten Hertkorn mengumumkan mereka bepergian pada kecepatan Evelyn tidak ingin untuk merenungkan, dan Lucian menanggalkan sabuk nya.
"Apakah Anda ingin minum lagi?"
Dia melirik gelasnya, sekitar menurun, dan terkejut melihat itu kosong. "Oke."
Dia menekan tombol dan pramugari kembali. Dimana telah dia pergi? Minuman mereka diisi ulang, dan sebagai Evelyn meneguk koktail buah kedua, dia memeluk dampaknya menetap.
Jari Lucian ditelusuri di punggung tangannya. "Datang kembali dengan saya."
Matanya melebar. Yang akan membutuhkan unbuckling sabuk pengaman. "Saya lebih suka tinggal di sini."
"Aku tidak meminta."
"Lucian, aku bersin bergolak jauh dari membasahi diri. Saya sarankan Anda membiarkan saya tinggal di kursi saya.
"Dia mengulurkan tangan dan mengklik tombol di gesper nya. Napasnya tercekat. Bersandar di, ia menyapu rambutnya dari bahu dan perlahan mencium lehernya. "Tidak ada yang akan salah. Kapten akan beritahu kami jika hal-hal yang akan mendapatkan bergelombang. Sekarang, datang dengan saya. Aku punya rencana besar untuk satu jam berikutnya, besar, mengganggu rencana.
"Dia bangkit pada kaki gemetar dan ia membawanya ke kamar tidur. Matanya segera melesat ke dinding jatuh-pergi. Bahaya keamanan! Dia melompat ketika telapak tangannya menetap di bahunya, menggelitik kulitnya di bawah tali tank top-nya. Lengan dicor nya banded sekitar pinggang dan menarik erat-erat. Dia sudah keras.
Ciuman hangat dituangkan di atas bahunya. Dia menangkup payudaranya melalui bajunya dan perlahan-lahan mencapai lebih rendah untuk membatalkan kancing rok jean nya. "Kakimu terlihat luar biasa dalam rok ini. Aku akan mulai kaki Anda dan mencium semua jalan ke manis, vagina merah muda Anda.
"Sebelum roknya jatuh ke tanah, ia menggenggam telapak tangannya di atas denim dan mencengkeram V dari seks. Hatinya berpacu. Dia bersandar belakang ke dalam gairah dan geramnya di telinganya. Tidak butuh waktu lama baginya untuk secara menyeluruh terganggu.