In Duffs We Trust

Part 11 Jetlagged Diva

Claire sat holding her breath as the plane lifted in to the air.

"Breathe love" Tom whispered in her ear.

Claire rolled her eyes and did as he said.

Once the plane leveled she let out a gush of air. She turned to Tom.

"I hate flying" she said as she unfolded her tray in front of her placing her laptop on top.

"You get use to it over time dear" he chuckled and waived at the stewart.

"Yes, sir?" he asked politely.

"A scotch neat, and a mimosa please" he smiled.

"Right away" he smiled and left.

"So what is it you are working on love?" Tom asked glancing at the screen of Claire's computer.

"Right now, I am finishing up emails before checking out this new company. You do know we could have flown regular air and not in your private jet right?" she challenged.

"Yes, but this private jet has a bed room for privacy as with commercial not so much love" he grinned.

"Seriously!" Claire laughed knowing very well where his dirty brit mind was heading.

"When in Rome" he laughed.

Claire shook her head laughing and focused on her screen. Her emails had seriously been rejected since she had been busy romping away with Tom. Over a thousand to be exact. She rubbed her temples and scanned through them erasing junk before tackling the other's.

"It's a relatively long flight, you have plenty of time for working on that new script" Claire spoke as she took her drink from Tom.

"True, how about we work a bit and nap" Tom offered knowing she couldn't refuse a nap.

Claire smiled and agreed. He knew her well. Hell, she was a grown ass woman who loved naps. She stole them when ever she could. As a child Claire hated them and spankings but look how the change of times had fixed that. She laughed to herself which earned a side glance from Tom.

"Something funny?" he grinned.

"Just thinking" she smiled turned back to her computer.

About 2 hrs later claire was finished with her emails. She had even managed a little research into the London Magazine as well. She was hungry and sleepy. Which worked out well since the stewart brought out their salads. Claire smiled and dug in not waisting a moment of time.

"Hungry?" Tom spoke.

"Very, this is really good" she spoke in between bites.

"I'm glad you approve love, although had you eaten breakfast like i suggested..." Tom trailed away taking a bite of his own food.

"I don't always do breakfast. Sometimes if I have the time I will, but coffee is my favorite meal of the day" she grinned.

"As is mine, but a scone or bagel wouldn't hurt" he joked.

"Okay, fine. Hey are there any good coffee shops near your apartment?" she asked as if it was a natural thing.

"Yes, there is a great Coffee house around the corner from OUR apartment" Tom spoke carefully.

"It's so weird to say that still" she said wiping her mouth and pushing her empty plate a side.

"I'm afraid it's going to get even more strange" Tom said pushing his plate back and reaching into his bag at his feet.

Claire watched as he pulled a key ring from his bag with a small charm of the England flag and turned to her.

"Best time as any I suppose" he grinned.

"You had a key made?" she asked stunned.

"Yes, a week ago to be honest" he smiled.

"Thank you" Claire spoke her voice cracking a bit.

"You are quite welcome love" he grinned before placing it in her hand.

The key felt weightless but heavy all at once. It should be enough to scare her away. She had agreed to move in with Tom but she wondered still if a private apartment would still be something she planned. She couldn't help the yawn that escaped and Tom laughed deeply.

"Nap?" he offered standing.

"Yes please" Claire grinned and took his hand making their way to the back of the jet to a spacious queen bed.

She looked around taking in the white bed linens and the decent size bathroom and shower. She turned as Tom shut the door locking it behind him.

Claire slipped off her shoes and undid her hair from the bun she had piled high early that morning. She ran her hands thru her hair and moaned. It felt amazing. Tom removed his jacket and shoes climbing into the bed and Claire followed curling into his arms. He smelt of sandalwood and musk. A very intoxicating aroma. Claire couldn't sleep with him smelling so good. She smiled and leaned up kissing him deeply. Tom braided his hands into her hair as he shifted himself over her. Claire moaned as he settled between her thighs. She was glad she wore the yellow sundress.

"I thought a nap was in order" Tom spoke as he hovered over her his throbbing erection pressing against his pants and into Claire's lacy underwear.

"Change in plans" she spoke breathless.

"I most definitely approve" Tom growled claiming her lips once more as they quickly removed their clothes.

As Tom entered claire she arched her back feeling him fill her completely. God he felt amazing. Her skin burst into flames at every touch. He was slow and steady as he always was but Claire had other plans. With a quick twist of her legs she rolled as she straddled Tom who remained inside her.

"Nice moves" He laughed.

"You haven't seen anything yet" she grinned as she placed her hands on his knees arching her back and tilting away from him.

Tom groaned at the friction. He watched her fascinated as she slowly moved up and down on his shaft. Tom watched her carefully, observing the curves of her body, the fullness of her breasts. The way her hair cascaded down her back as a soft curtain. The way she bit her lip as she neared her climax. Tom could feel his on the peak. Claire picked up speed and Tom fell apart she soon fell next. She softly fell forward letting her hair fall to the side. Tom wrapped his arms around her securing her to him as if she was the air he needed to breathe and in truth she was.

Several hours later Claire stood under the hot spray of the shower head. She rinsed her hair and shut the water off. She sighed and opened the shower door grabbing a towel, drying off before pulling her hair up and twisting it into place. She pulled the robe off the door and wrapped it around herself before exiting the bathroom to see Tom with his phone to his ear and a serious look on his face.

"I had made arrangements already Sam" Tom spoke rubbing his temples.

"I don't have much choice, that's fine. I will be there in about 4 hours. Have a car ready" Tom hung up the phone tossing it beside him.

"Everything okay?" Claire asked as she sat cross legged next to Tom.

Tom turned pulling her into his lap as Claire straddled him meeting his eyes.

"I was to spend some time with you love in London but the director wishes to meet with the cast and begin filming tomorrow. I am sorry" Tom sighed.

"Tom, it's fine. I am a big girl. I can manage just fine." Claire spoke touching his cheek.

"I have no doubt you will be fine love, I had wanted to spend as much time as I could with you."

"We will be just fine" Claire grinned.

"How about another membership to add to our collection love?" Tom grinned.

Claire blushed and smiled.

"It looks like I am the only one prepared here" She laughed as her robe fell away.

"Well aren't you just peachy" Tom laughed.

Claire couldn't help laughing at Tom's words and he quickly rolled her to her back replacing her laughs with moans that quickly followed with his name.