The Black Silk

Chapter 12 🖤✨

As Alessio and Fleur stepped onto the private jet, the excitement of their wedding day was still fresh in their minds. The cabin was luxurious, with plush leather seats and soft ambient lighting that lent an air of serenity to the atmosphere.

Alessio reached for Fleur's hand, his touch sensual yet filled with a quiet intensity. "Can you believe it, mia amore?" he murmured, his voice tinged with disbelief and joy. "We're finally on our way. And I can't wait to take off that dress from you."

Fleur smiled, her eyes sparkling with happiness and mischief as she settled into her seat beside him. "It feels like a dream and I can't wait to take that dress off of me," she admitted, her voice just above a whisper and she winked at Alessio. "Everything was so beautiful today."

As the jet taxied down the runway, Fleur leaned closer to Alessio, her heart overflowing with love and gratitude. "Where are we heading, Alessio? It's all a surprise to me."

Alessio's eyes twinkled with mischief as he leaned in conspiratorially. "Bora Bora," he whispered, his voice carrying the promise of adventure and romance. "I thought we deserved a slice of paradise for our honeymoon."

Fleur gasped excitedly, her eyes widening with delight. "Bora Bora? Alessio, you've outdone yourself!"

He grinned, his affection for her evident in every gesture. "I wanted our first days as husband and wife to be unforgettable, Fleur. You deserve nothing less."

"Fuck, baby, you look so hot in that dress," Alessio whispered into Fleur's ear as he pressed her against the luxurious leather of their private jet's interior. The engines roared to life outside, vibrations thrumming through the cabin, mirroring the intensity building within them.

Fleur turned, her lips finding him in a fierce kiss. "I thought you were on a vow of celibacy," he breathed, her voice a mix of excitement and urgency.

"Baby, I will make sure that you know how this husband of yours would devour you after suffering from an hour of celibacy," Alessio replied, his hands sliding up her thighs, fingers hooking under the hem of her dress. "I had other plans for this trip."

She moaned softly, tilting her head back as his fingers found the edge of her lace panties. "Alessio, you are working too slow with the panties. The speed doesn't match your intense declaration."

"It does not? Don't wake the lion darling, are you sure you will be able to handle my beast? I was being considerate of you," he challenged, his voice deepening with desire. He nipped at her neck, making her gasp. "Besides, I packed something special for you."

Fleur pulled back slightly, curiosity piqued. "What did you bring?"

With a wicked grin, Alessio reached into the nearby overhead compartment, retrieving a small, sleek vibrator from his carry-on. "Thought we could spice things up a bit," he explained, turning it on; the low hum filled the cabin.

Her eyes widened, a mix of surprise and anticipation dancing in their depths. "You planned this?"

"Every detail," he affirmed, guiding her towards one of the plush seats. "Now, sit back and enjoy the ride."

As she settled in, Alessio knelt before her, his hands gently urging her legs apart. Fleur watched him, her breathing quickening as he positioned himself between her thighs.

"Spread your legs for me, love," he murmured, his gaze locking onto hers.

Fleur complied, her pulse racing as she felt the cool air caress her heated skin. Alessio leaned in, his tongue flicking out to taste her, making her shudder.