Femme Fatale: The King's Deadly Temptress

Chapter 181: Mr. Billionaire and His Toys

At a quarter past eight in the morning, Damien and Katherine were already entering the tarmac. She still hadn't wrapped her head around what was about to happen soon everything was all too sudden. But as the car came to a stop and Markus opened the door for her, she snapped out of her trance. Feeling Damien's hand tugging hers and his voice calling her attention, she turned to the left and saw his brow raise.

"What's wrong? You don't look excited..." he said, wondering what was going on in her pretty head.

"Are we really flying to France? What are we doing there? What about work?"

A slow smile broke on his face as he brought her hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss on it before saying, "Yes, we are. There are some places that I want to show you. You don't have to worry about work because Markus is staying here. Haven't you always wanted to go on a trip with me?"

"Yeah I But really?" Katherine knitted her brows. "Normal people don't just decide to fly out of the country on a whim or fly to Paris for lunch and come home like it's one taxi ride away." She waved her hand in the air as she talked. 

Damien chuckled upon hearing her statement. He unbuckled his seatbelt before meeting her eyes again. "Darling, you know you're marrying someone not normal. This is just one of the perks for being future Mrs. Damien Park." He winked at her, a playful smile lingering on his lips as he alighted the car.

She exhaled deeply and followed him out of the car, hooking her arm with his as they walked towards the parked planes. "I thought we're flying on your private plane?" she asked, wondering why they were heading towards a commercial plane.

"We are." He nodded his head to the massive plane in front of them. It was long and wide just like the size of an international plane that's meant to have long hour flights. 

Katherine snapped her head towards Damien and gaped at him like he had just grown another head. She opened and closed her mouth and all she heard from him was: "What?"

She knew that he owned private planes but it was the first time she had seen it. She shook her head, realizing whatever she would say at this point will be useless. "Oh, nothing it's small." 

He threw his head back laughing. He had been used to his lifestyle for years that he had forgotten how most people thought he's living excessively. Truthfully, Damien doesn't care much about his houses hence living in the penthouse before Katherine appeared, but traveling in style is what he is about luxury and comfort. "The smaller one is currently being used by Caleb for a site visit in California. This one is better for a longer flight."

"Of course" she muttered, earning a grin from him. Why does she even bother to think about how rich he is? All of his toys come with wheels expensive and high maintenance and this particular one flies. 

Entering the massive plane, she was greeted by a friendly looking flight attendant, ushering them towards the middle of the plane. Katherine was in awe to see the customized interior all fit for Damien's title as the Resort King. It was luxurious and had a state of the art technology interior. As they went further inside, he gladly toured her around the cabin. 

Compared to his smaller private plane that could seat 18 passengers, this was definitely a huge leap of standard the plane could comfortably seat 45 passengers instead of the usual 200 had it not been customized it had a lounge, a dining-slash-conference area, a kitchen, toilets, bathrooms, and a bedroom. 

"Do you like it?" Damien asked as they sat in the lounge.

"Oh you know I do" She chuckled, "You are so over the top." 

He shrugged. "What can I say? A man has to travel in style besides, you can't put a price tag in comfort. I have to travel all over plenty of times I say this is a great investment."

The plane had taken off and was now cruising smoothly thousands of feet above the ground. Because they had eaten a good breakfast earlier, they enjoyed drinks while Damien chatted about how his usual trips are like. 

Half an hour later, Damien pulled Katherine to her feet and led her to the furthest end of the plane. He opened a sliding door revealing a spacious bedroom with a king-sized bed, all decorated luxuriously. 

"Hmmm so fancy. Why did you bring me here?" Katherine asked just before he closed the door and felt him scoop her up in his arms making her yelp and giggle.

"We could use a nap. I hadn't slept long last night because I had to arrange this flight and our itinerary not to mention cooking your breakfast. I say, we should utilize this comfortable bed." He laid her gently in the middle and hovered on top of her.

"Are you saying it's my fault?" Katherine eyed him, placing her hands on his shoulders.

With a teasing smirk, he dipped his head and kissed her playfully on the lips. "Mhmm now you have to compensate."

She giggled under him, squirming from his wandering, magical hands on her body. "I thought you wanted to napalso, your highness, may I remind you that we are thousands of feet in the air?"

"Napping will have to follow. I'm fully aware of that, Ms. Miller." He trailed kisses on her neck, popping the buttons on her shirt to reveal her chest. "But how is that a problem?" His lips nibbled on her collarbone, nipping and sucking as his hands slid up her thigh under her skirt. 

"I see a bed I see you I think I have everything I need right here" His large, warm hand palmed the mound in between her thighs. 

"Oh" She gasped when he pressed his fingers on her soaking panties. 

Damien lifted his head and met her eyes. She was in heat under his touch and obviously wanting for more. Curling a corner of his mouth upward, he pressed his lips to her, dipping his tongue inside and played with hers. 

"I see you're ready for me, Kitten," he muttered in her mouth, his voice rough and needy. "Have you been wanting this since earlier?"

All Damien could hear was her short gasps and moans as he started massaging her happy button.

Brushing his nose on the length of her neck, he whispered on her skin, "What do you say, fiance? Would you like to join the mile high club with me?"

Katherine softly chuckled, pulling his mouth towards her and kissed him deeply. She would have never thought that she would ever be this scandalous. She had only read articles about celebrities doing it on an airplane and thought it was both hilarious and horrible. 

But right now they were on Damien's private plane on a plush king-sized bed Who was she to deny this gorgeous man? 

Breaking their kiss, she just had to question him first, "Tell me you haven't brought any woman in here"

With his fiery gaze, he stared into her eyes and answered with a shake of his head. "Never. And this will also be a first in case you're also wondering."

"Good." Katherine moved his hand away from her and without warning, she flipped him to the bed so that she was now straddling him, her knees on either side of his waist. "Then let's make a great first impression to the founders of the club."

Damien's eyes grew wide, surprised by the sudden boldness of the woman who stole his heart. He watched as she pulled her top over her head and tossed it to the side, exposing her upper body with only a lacey blush pink bra covering her breasts. He cursed in his head and gulped at the beautiful sight, his heart suddenly racing.

When did his little Kitten grow into a tigress? Not that he's complaining if anything, he was very much enjoying her progress. Looks like his subtle trainings have paid off.

He was elated. 

The stiff tent on his pants was evident.

And the devilishly handsome and sexy smile on his face said it all.