THREE: CLAIRE

The plane was very nice, and the seats were amazing. Unfortunately, I wasn’t in a good mood after the incident in the lounge. Raviel and my mother boarded the plane shortly after I fastened my seat belt. Raviel threw me a sympathetic look as he passed my seat, while my mother looked indifferent and as if she didn’t know me at all. Raviel sat behind me, while my mother was on the left side, near the window. I was a little surprised why they weren't sitting next to each other, but I was too lazy to think about it. I started plugging my ears with my earbuds and listening to my favorite songs.

Thirty minutes after the plane took off, I started to get restless because I needed to go to the bathroom. I looked back. Everyone was sitting quietly in their seats. My mother was watching a movie and seemed engrossed in it. A headset was on her head.

I quickly unbuckled my seatbelt, and got out of my pod. Raviel looked up at me because he was sitting right behind my pod. I smiled at him, and gestured with my finger that I was going to the bathroom. Raviel put his phone in the console, then looked back.

“Go ahead. There’s no one in the bathroom.”

“How did you know?”

“The indicator light.”

I nodded slowly.

“Okay.”

Everything was fine at first, then the plane shook quite hard. I was the only one standing in the aisle and halfway to the bathroom. I let out a yelp of surprise when the plane shook again. This time it shook harder. My body was thrown back and hit Raviel's pod. I groaned in pain before straightening my back. The plane continued to shake, and I started to panic.

Suddenly, Raviel's arms wrapped around my waist, and pulled me towards him. My butt landed right on his thigh. My breath hitched. Raviel hugged my waist tightly. His eyes were only locked on mine.

"It's okay, it's just turbulence."

"I-I'll go back to my pod," I squirmed uncomfortably on his lap.

"It's too dangerous to walk in the aisle during turbulence. You could get thrown to the roof and get hurt."

Raviel was right. I had to wait until the turbulence stopped before going back to my place. But how could I possibly be calm when I was sitting on my stepfather's lap?!

My skirt was pushed up, and my inner thighs were rubbing against Raviel’s jeans every time the plane shook. God, it felt beyond words. It felt so good, and dirty. I almost moaned in front of his face. My body was shaking under Raviel’s intense gaze. He probably knew what I was thinking because my face started to blush. It was the first time I had such intimate physical contact with a man.

“How do you feel, Claire?”

Raviel’s hot breath was blowing in my ear. My body was shivering. My whole body felt hot with the intensity of what was happening down there. Raviel’s palms were no longer on my waist, but they were on my thighs, moving up and down to caress my thighs.

“Do you like your new seat?”

“S-sorry. The turbulence made it impossible for me to go to the bathroom or get back to my pod.”

My hands were shaking as I pushed Raviel’s palms off my thighs. I straightened my skirt and tried to sit still on his damn hot thighs. I hoped Raviel couldn’t feel the wetness in my panties. I might explode on his lap if the plane didn’t stop shaking.

“Relax. You’re so tense, Claire.”

“Is-is this plane going to crash? Why is the turbulence taking so long?”

“Relax. We’re just passing through a storm cloud. Everything will be fine.”

Nothing will be fine as long as I’m sitting on your lap!

I wanted to tell him that so badly, but I felt like I had mud in my throat. My ass was grinding against something hard, but I didn’t know what it was. It felt so good. I ground it once more, and it pressed right into my sensitive spot. I let out a soft moan involuntarily. This was a pleasurable torture. I couldn’t stop. I kept grinding, and grinding. Raviel didn’t say anything as I did it. Maybe he enjoyed it as much as I did.

“We’ve passed the storm cloud.”

Suddenly Raviel lifted me up. My cheeks flushed as I tried to steady my slightly unsteady feet. I glanced at Raviel’s thighs, and was surprised to see a tent between them.

So, that was his….

God! That was embarrassing. I did something indecent to my stepfather.

I glanced at my mother quickly. Luckily, she was still fixated on her movie and had no idea what her daughter had just done to her husband.

“It’s ok, Claire. Go to the bathroom now. There’s no more turbulence.”

“Th-thanks.”

“For what?”

“For…” I bit my lip nervously. I was sure Raviel felt it too, but he was so calm, as if nothing had happened between us.

“For keeping me safe during the turbulence.”

“My pleasure. It’s my duty to keep my stepdaughter safe.”

I don't know what Raviel thought of me after the incident. What's clear is that it made me feel incredibly embarrassed. The rest of the flight I sat still in my pod like a statue. I tried to distract myself by watching Despicable Me, but instead of making me feel better, the minions just reminded me of the tent between Raviel's thighs.

God, please help me!