The Ghost of You

Chapter 48 - DND 🔞

This chapter contains a mature content. If you're not comfortable, feel free to skip the part. I'll put a warning sign before and after.

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"Don't be too naughty okay, Bonbon? Mommy and Daddy will be home in a week."

Becky rubbed her little French bulldog ears.

"Arf! Arf!"

"Have a safe flight both of you. Enjoy your honeymoon."

"Thanks P'Knight. We'll be home soon."

And they both flew to Paris in Becky's private plane.

"Freen? Don't you think it's kinda weird how P'Knight's been acting?"

"Well.. I guess so. But, we need to respect his decision. There must be a good reason for him to do that. But I'm gonna miss him so much."

"Me too.."

"Hey, come here. We're on a honeymoon. In the city of love. Don't make that sad face. Goodbyes are hard. But every good things must come to an end. We just don't know when."

She pulled Becky closer to her. They're still on the plane for the 12 hours flight to Paris.

"Speaking of good things.."

There's a glimpse of mischief in Becky's brown eyes.

"Bec.."

Freen said in a stern voice, almost warning.

"Oh, come on~ I've been wanting to try it with you.. Just a quickie please? It's a 12 hours flight, I'm so bored.."

"Bec! We can't do that!"

Freen blushed.

"Why not?? It's a private plane for a reason.. There.. I put the do not disturb light on."

Her hand caressing Freen's inner thigh.

"F-fuck.. Bec.."

"Come on.. we're on a honeymoon.. Mmm.. you always smells so good.."

She keeps caressing Freen's inner thighs higher and gripping it. Freen automatically reacts to the grip by opening her legs wider. Becky's hot breath next to her ear is making her dizzy.

"Becky.."

"That's right.. say my name like that.."

She expertly unbuttoned Freen's jeans and unzipped it. Freen's hands clenched and unclenched trying so hard to hold on to something.

"Ahh.. a-ah... Bec.."

Freen immediate response once Becky slipped her hand and entered her fingers into her.

"Shh.. it's alright.. I'll take care of you, wifey.."

Her movements become faster and harder.

"Becky.. God.. baby.. I'm- ahh.. I'm- ahh!"

And she gave a soft kiss on Freen's forehead. She pulled the zipper up and help to buttoned her jeans again.

"Wasn't so bad right?"

Becky teased.

"I'll get you back at the hotel, Bec."

"Have some drinks Mrs Armstrong?"

The flight attendant suddenly comes bringing a tray with two glasses of bubbly champagne.

"S-shit! Ahem!"

Freen was startled and smoothed her clothes and cleared her throat at the sudden company.

Becky smirked naughtily and took both champagne in her hands before replying.