Wedding night on a plane

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Dante's POV The intoxicating effect of the wine intensifies my urge to officially claim this alluring woman as mine. In a swift move, I lift her off the couch and onto my lap. She straddles me and begins to grind against my waist. I continue sucking on her lips, letting our tongues tango. Leaving her mouth, I trail kisses down her neck. She arches her back, giving me more access as she holds onto my shoulders. I reach underneath her dress and discover she isn't wearing any underwear. A silly smile plays on her lips as my eyes spark at the discovery. "You naughty girl," I tease her. "I finally have you as mine, Mrs. Ford." "Yes, Mr. Ford. Or can I call you daddy?" She says in a sultry tone. "Please..." I reply in my deep baritone. A devious look flashes in her eyes as she sends he

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