Bought my Life

7. Untied

***Her***

I never enjoyed travelling by plane mainly because I didn’t like the whole airport atmosphere, but Marcus was driving directly to the plane. I had never seen this side of the airport, the plane was white with the royal logo. The captain greeted us as we were boarding the plane; Lara and William were also coming along. Marcus viewed his personal assistant as essential; he also wanted me to have company and someone to care for me when he was busy, that is why Lara was also coming along. Inside the plane was gorgeous; it was mostly white with silver and royal blue details, the seats were large and comfortable. There was a cabin in the back with a large bed and a washroom with a shower; this plane was designed to be like a hotel room in the sky.

Marcus and I sat in the back, there was a love seat where we could cuddle. He strapped me in before tying his own safety belt; William and Lara were seated in front on the other side of the curtain. We were left on our own…

Not long after lift off Marcus started caressing me, “Ivy, you are so tense,” he says as he starts kissing my neck. He was right, my body was stiff, I couldn't believe he wanted to take me in an airplane while his employees were on the other side of a simple curtain. “Marcus, William and Lara are right there,” I whisper. He laughs, “Their contracts have a confidentiality clause; they will pretend like nothing happened, it is their job,” he explains.

“Now let me f**k you,” he says directly and seductively as he unbuckles both our belts and he carries me in the cabin; he then drops me on the bed. “We have less than an hour and I want to make you come until you feel relaxed,” Marcus says. How did those words make me moist? Marcus was taking my clothes off then he took off his clothes and he started kissing my breasts.

He knew how to turn me on, “you need to relax, my love, let me help you,” he says as he slides his hand all the way down to my s*x and starts stimulating my c******s. He really knows how to use his hands, “oh, Marcus,” I moan loudly as he brings me closer to an orgasm by sliding his finger inside me. “I love to see your face flinch when you are fighting your orgasm; relax baby, come for me,” he asks. I take a deep breath and close my eyes, I concentrate on the pleasure he was giving me then I moaned loudly as I released an intense orgasm all over his hand; he continues to finger me but he also starts licking my s*x making me build a second orgasm. He then surprises me with his erection inside me. I cannot help but moan loudly; slowly he builds a faster rhythm, “awh, Marcus,” I moan as he brings me to another orgasm. “Oh Ivy, you came on me again,” he says delighted…

“I am not done with you,” he says smiling before I get a chance to catch my breath. He continued to penetrate me and started to massage my c******s “Oh my, Marcus… I don’t know... how much more... I can take...” I say. “Just come for me, Ivy,” he whispers softly. I cannot help to release my orgasm on command; shortly after he ejaculates in his hand kneeling between my legs. He was so seductive to see him succumb to pleasure; I was used to always seeing him in control; I really enjoyed these few seconds where he lost it all because of me...

Marcus knew how to calm me down, I am not sure what was making me more nervous… meeting his family for the first time or having to talk about what happened to me. “Don’t worry, baby, you will do just fine,” Marcus says to encourage me. We are still naked in bed and he is holding me against him; “I will never let anyone harm you, my love,” he whispers to my ear. “You always take good care of me,” I replied. “Ivy, you are precious, I feel the need to take care of you and I love doing so,” he answers. “Your attention please, this is Captain Gerber speaking, we will be landing in ten minutes; please take your seat and wear your seatbelt” we could hear from the intercom.

Marcus grabs my clothes and helps me get dressed before getting dressed himself. He brings me back to the love seat where he fastens my seat belt then his own. “Your Captain, speaking, we will be initiating landing; buckle up ladies and gentlemen”, seconds later I can feel the plane dipping down. Marcus can feel that I am nervous and he holds my hand until the plane hits the ground and starts slowing down on the runway. When the plane has completely stopped; he unbuckles my seatbelt then his own.

We get off the plane and there are two luxury Suburban limousines; Marcus helps me climb in the back of the first limousine. He sits down and pours two glasses of champagne; Lara and William are ensuring that all our belongings get transferred to the vehicle. “We will leave in a few minutes, have a drink,” he says softly as he passes a glass of champagne. “Thank you,” I answered as I took the champagne; Marcus placed his free arm around my shoulders and pulled me against him. “Don’t be nervous, only my cousin knows the extent of your story and he will not tell anyone; my family believes that you are an orphan and I decided to help you then we fell in love… the truth without any details. I have also made it clear that where you come from is not going to be a subject for discussion,” he says as he drops a kiss on my cheek.

We hear the trunk of the limousine close; William and Lara have a seat in the front on the other side of the partition. Marcus puts his glass down and ties my seatbelt then his own; he gives two taps on the ceiling and the limousine starts rolling away. “Have you told your family about me?” I ask. “Yes, I have, I love you Ivy, more than you could possibly imagine… I want to marry you. I also didn’t want you to be uncomfortable in any way because my family is very nosy, so I set boundaries ahead of time because I know them. They are very nice, don't get me wrong but intrusive with their questions at times. You don’t need any of that, I promise I will protect you even from my family,” he says softly. He just lifted a huge weight from my shoulders; he really cared about me in a way I couldn’t always comprehend.

***Him***

When we arrived at the castle I could tell Ivy was nervous because her hands were moist, but she didn’t let it show. My mother, my aunt, my cousin and his wife greeted us at the main door… “Ivy, let me introduce you to my mother Selina, my aunt Helena, my cousin King Jake and his wife Anna; let me introduce all of you to Ivy, my fiancé…” Marcus says. “Nice to meet you, I see you have stolen my son’s heart,” Selina says as she hugs Ivy. “I am so happy to finally meet you,” she continues. “It’s nice to meet you as well,” Ivy answers. “Your majesty,” Ivy says as she bows. “None of that official jargon is necessary within family meetings dear, you may call me Jake” the King answers. “Nice to meet you, Jake,” Ivy replied. Anna and Helena shook her hand then welcomed her.

After my family greeted us, we walked towards my old apartment where I used to live years ago until I was eighteen; my mother never allowed the room to be switched into a guest room. I really have to thank her for redecorating though; the room looks way more suitable for a couple than the room of a teenager left behind. Lara walks in with a snack platter and a bottle of wine. We sit on the sofa to enjoy a charcuterie and cheese board with dry fruity Cabernet Sauvignon; she comes back with a salad and a fresh bread. “Thank you Lara,” Ivy says; she always thanked the staff, I love how respectful she is to everyone. I was proud to call her mine, I found her when she wasn’t herself and she has grown from her tragic past… she never lets it weigh her down.