The airport was definitely a test for Anna. A huge test. Bane wore his baseball cap and sunglasses, as did the rest of the band, but, like always, it was not enough to keep the vultures at bay. The instant he stepped out of their van onto the tarmac behind Charles and Dennis, his bodyguards, someone screamed, "Venom!" and all hell broke loose. Several people had managed to slip onto the tarmac behind their van, and they were rushing toward the band as fast as their legs could carry them.
"Fuck!" Bane muttered as he helped Anna out of the van. "Move fast, baby," he said softly. "Up the steps and onto the plane." When her eyes widened, he smiled. "I'll keep you safe, Anna. No worries." His bodyguards flanked the two of them as Bane slipped his arm around Anna's waist, and they quickly made their way into the band's Gulfstream G650, the others right behind him. Within minutes, the door was shut, but they could still hear the screams of the fans outside. Bane released Anna and went to a window. "Thank the Lord security's here," he mumbled, and he heard Anna chuckle. He stood and looked at her. "Glad to see you can find something funny about all this, baby. I'm getting fucking sick of it."
She just smiled at him."That was intense, Bane. Is it always like that for you?"
"Always, baby." He shrugged. "The price of fame." He looked at her closely. "Are you all right?"
She smiled at him. "I'm fine. It'll take some getting used to, but I'm fine."
He took her face in his hands and kissed her. He tried to keep it chaste, but when she fisted one hand in his hair and the other in his shirt, he groaned and slid his tongue between her lips as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. After eons, he reluctantly broke the kiss and stared into her green eyes, breathing heavily.
"Fuck me, Anna, keep that up and we just might join the Mile High Club this flight."
"Don't make promises you can't keep, Bane Scott." She grinned at him, and he kissed her again. When he pulled back, he took her hand and led her into the main cabin.
"No promises, baby, but the bathroom is pretty roomy." He gave her a smirk, and she laughed. "Just saying."
"Are you saying you haven't joined that club yet, Mr. Scott?"
"Nope. Never had anyone I wanted to join it with, Miss Fortelli. Until now."
She laughed again, and they settled into adjoining seats to wait for the plane to be ready to lift off. He laid his hand on her thigh and made small circles until she slapped her hand down on his with a frown. He just grinned at her. Then a tall, dark-skinned man stepped out of the cockpit, and Bane stood up.
"Tobias!" he said, holding out his hand. "Good to see you again. How long until we leave?"
"About fifteen minutes, sir. Maybe twenty. All your gear is already in cargo." Tobias Hamilton had been Bane's pilot since buying the plane a year before, and he had also become a good friend. He shook Bane's hand with a smile, and introduced their new flight attendant, Sophie Jackson. Sophie was petite with blond hair and blue eyes, and she looked like she wanted to drool as she stared at Bane. He ignored her completely and introduced Anna to the pilot.
"Twenty minutes?" he said to her when Tobias returned to the cockpit. "I can work with that."
"It's not the Mile High Club while you're still on the ground, Bane," Tenton snorted. "Besides, twenty minutes? Talk about wham, bam, thank you ma'am."
Cass chuckled, and David laughed out loud.
"What the fuck else am I supposed to do, ass? The whole fucking flight is only an hour long."Anna squeezed Bane's hand, and he looked at her.
She leaned close to his ear and whispered, "We don't have to, Bane. Really."
He turned his back on his friends and smiled at her. "No, but I really, really want to, baby. Once we're in the air. Trent's right about that. It doesn't count while you're still on the ground." Anna just nodded, her eyes wide. Bane brought her hand to his lips and kissed her knuckles. "Only if you want to, Anna," he said seriously. "I'll never force you to do anything you don't want to do."
She shook her head. "I want to, Bane, but I'm nervous."
In response, he kissed her softly. "Only if you want to, baby."
Twenty minutes later, they were in their seats, and then they sat through the standard safety procedures lecture, the checking of seatbelts, and then the plane started to move. At that point, Bane leaned over and kissed Anna deeply as his hand again traced circles on her inner thigh, his fingers gently brushing against her crotch. Then he sat back in his seat but kept his hand where it was. Finally, the seatbelt sign turned off, and Bane said, "Come with me, baby girl. I'll give you a tour of the plane."The tour didn't take long, although Anna did stop twice to marvel at the flat-screen television and the fact that there was a galley in the aft of the plane. The tour ended in the aft bathroom with the door firmly shut and latched.
"Nice plane, Bane. It's so much better flying like this."
Bane chuckled and pulled her to himself. "So much better," he breathed as he undid the button and zipper on her jeans. He kissed her neck as he slid them down her legs and off one foot. Then he slipped his own jeans and boxers off and slid a condom on. "Turn and face the sink, baby," he whispered, and she did so. He dropped one hand between her legs and stifled the groan that wanted to escape his throat. "So fucking ready for me, Anna," he said. "So fucking wet." He slid two fingers into her, and her hands tightened on the sink. He pumped them a few times and then pulled them out and licked them off. "I wish we had more time, baby. I'd make you cum over and over, but we don't. We've got to make this quick."
"Just fuck me, Bane, please!"
"No, baby. No fucking. I'm going to make sweet, fast love to you." He slid his cock into her and bit his bottom lip to keep from moaning. Grabbing her shoulder with one hand and keeping the other on her hip, he began to move quickly and powerfully.
"Fuck, Bane!" she gasped as he thrust into her again and again. It didn't take long for her inner walls to tighten around him, and she whimpered as she tried to stay quiet.
"Cum for me, baby," he grunted as he sped up his thrusts, and she did. Her entire body trembled with the force of her orgasm, and he followed her into bliss, groaning softly as he collapsed onto her back. He slid out of her and deposited the condom in the toilet. After flushing, he turned to her, and his eyes went wide. She was pulling up her panties and jeans, but he could clearly see her cum running down her leg.
"Not going to clean up, baby girl?"
"No, Bane. I want to be able to feel what you did to me."
"Holy shit, Anna, that is so fucking hot!" He grabbed her and kissed her deeply. "I hope you don't plan on sleeping much tonight, baby, because I'm going to make sweet, slow love to you all night long."
"I look forward to it," she answered with a grin, and then she ran her fingers through her hair and left the bathroom. Bane followed right behind her. When they got back to their seats, Anna smiled at him, and when he sat down, she rested her head on his shoulder. He put his arm around her and held her tightly. "I don't want to let you go," he whispered, and she laid her hand on his thigh, squeezing softly.
"I'm not going anywhere, Bane," she whispered back, and he smiled, the thought making him happier than he had been in a very, very long time.
It was almost dark when they landed, much to Bane's relief. Their rental van was waiting not far from the plane, and they soon reached their hotel. Tony parked by the service entrance of the Marriott Hotel in downtown Baton Rouge, and the others quickly entered the hotel. The concierge was waiting for them, and Bane slipped him a fifty as he led them to the freight elevator.
"Thank you, sir," the concierge said with a smile. "There are seven suites on your floor. I understand you've reserved them all, sir?"
"Yes. I don't like company while at a hotel." Bane grinned, but there was almost a feral look to it. "Understand?"
"I understand perfectly, sir. No one will have access to your floor. My word on it, sir."
"Good." Bane held out his hand with a sincere smile. "I appreciate it."
The concierge shook it and left after handing Bane seven key cards. The band got in the elevator and rode to the top floor of the hotel. When they stepped out, it was eerily quiet, but that's how Bane wanted it. No fans, no fucking paparazzi, no noise until it was unavoidable.
"The executive suite is mine tonight!" David crowed with an ear-splitting grin. "Give me the key, Bane."
With a laugh, Bane held out a card, and David snatched it from him. He ran down the hallway to his room and disappeared inside. Bane handed out the other cards, took Anna's hand, and led her to the room next to David's. She was staring at him as if confused, and he just raised his eyebrows at her. When they were in their suite, which consisted of a bedroom, a living room, and a kitchen, he took her arms in his hands.
"What's wrong?" he asked, frowning.
"You don't always get the big suite?" Her brow was furrowed.
"No," Bane laughed. "We take turns. It's only fair."
"But I heard you talking to Tony. You said that you were Venom, and without you the band would fold."
Bane sighed, all humor gone. "I shouldn't have said that, but I was pissed. It's not true. If it weren't for David and the others, I'd probably be slinging burgers in Louisville. They took a chance that I knew what I was doing all those years ago, and I can never repay them for that. I'd be nothing without them. If I left, they'd just find another singer, and they'd be just as good without me."
Anna cupped his cheek. "I don't think that's true, Bane. You are an amazing musician. They'd be hard pressed to replace you."
"Thank you, baby, but you're wrong. There are plenty of guys out there who can sing and play as well as I can. I'm just grateful we all get along so well and can live with each other's shit like we can. Even Tony, the fucker."
With a laugh, Anna kissed him, and desire exploded within him. He grabbed her and pulled her close. "Oh, Anna, what are you doing to me? How can I want you so much just from a fucking kiss?"
In response, her hands went to the hem of his T-shirt and pulled it over his head. "I want you, too, Bane," she whispered as she unbuttoned her shirt and let it fall to the ground. "Please."
"Fuck, yes, baby girl," he groaned as he lifted her and carried her to the bed.