Chapter 3

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That one sentence made my knees buckle.

I yanked my hand back and ran out of the room.

They helped me into the professional jumpsuit.

Halfway through, I realized the toy was still inside me.

I was too embarrassed to say anything, terrified of being found out.

Wilder helped me adjust my gear.

The safety harness was cinched tight around my groin.

He gave it a sharp tug.

My body arched, and my legs felt like jelly.

Wilder caught me, his dark eyes glowing with intensity.

"Getting weak in the knees just from a harness, Miss Linna?"

He gave my backside a firm squeeze and offered a knowing smirk.

...

Soon, he had me fully rigged up.

We boarded the plane and climbed to ten thousand feet.

Following his instructions, I stepped onto the jump platform.

Wilder held me from behind, our fingers interlaced.

"Don't be afraid. Just lean into me. Trust me with everything."

I nodded, closed my eyes, and jumped.

The sensation of freefall hit me.

My whole body shook as my instincts took over.

The vibration from the toy became even more intense with the rush of wind.

It felt like electricity was coursing through my skin.

"Don't be scared. Keep the form."

Wilder's voice was steady.

He thought I was shaking from fear.

I tried to stay still, but the feeling was too much.

A loud moan escaped my lips.

Wilder's body suddenly went rigid against mine.

"Making sounds like that... are you trying to test my limits?"

He told me to take hold of one of the toggles.

He freed one of his hands and suddenly gripped the top of my thigh.

"You..."

I was trembling, lost in the sensation.

Wilder chuckled in my ear.

"Let's see what you've got hidden in there. You really should have put your toys away."

I nearly fainted from the sheer humiliation.

"I... I..."

Wilder narrowed his eyes.

He actually reached down into my suit.

"No, please! Stop!"

He used his knees to force my legs apart so I couldn't squeeze them shut.

I found myself unable to keep fighting him.

I turned my head away, but I could feel his burning gaze on me.

His hand was covered in a rough, cold leather glove.

He moved slowly, deliberately exploring.

I felt every movement of his fingers.

His hot breath was constant against my ear.

His voice was a dark whisper.

"Is that toy enough for you? Or do you want to try mine?"

The bulge behind me was growing larger by the second.

I had no doubt he could break me if he wanted to.

Before I could answer, he pulled his hand out.

Before I knew what was happening, he forced my mouth open and shoved the toy inside.

"Shh. Bite down. Don't speak. Just feel me."

His voice was commanding, leaving no room for argument.

I closed my eyes.

After a second of hesitation, my logic vanished.

My mind was filled with nothing but pure, unadulterated pleasure.

Wilder unzipped his pants, thrust his hips forward, and slammed into me...