DONNA JACKSON-Mile High

True to his word, Ethan swooped Donna away for a vacation in the most romantic place in the world.

"Ethan, this is all yours? It's...amazing!"

"Actually, it's the company's private plane." Ethan nibbled on her neck as she looked around the private Van Russell plane. He used it for personal use more than business.

It was very spacious and could hold twenty passengers, not including the crew. It was made for entertaining as well with an area for dining, a private seating area, and even a bedroom.

"Is this what you use for all your women, show them the plane and they drop their panties?"

"I don't need to show them anything to get the panties." He turned her to him. "But none of that anymore. I have the only woman I have ever wanted. It's only you Donna."

When Ethan kissed her, she wanted to believe that. Over the years they were not together, she kept track of him. During his marriage with Sasha, he was no saint. Neither was Sasha, but that was beside the point. Ethan had lots of women, even when he was supposedly happily married.

What's to say he would not get bored of her as well and have others to please him?

She sure was no saint either. What would Ethan think if he knew of her past? There were many, many men, before and after Ethan. Powerful men, and sometimes, just any man. She thought of Ricky and wondered if he missed her. There was no way she needed him in her life right now, so she cut off all ties to him.

She did not need the dick he was slinging if Ethan was doing things right, and he was. For now, he was just a memory to her.

That did not mean she would get rid of her toys.

"Once we take off, the staff will leave us and give us some privacy, and then," Ethan whispered in her ear. "I want to make love to you in every space in here."

Ethan told her not to pack things, he simply picked her up from work and drove her to the airport. She had to text Tony to stay with one of his uncles for the weekend. She had no idea where they were going.

Once the jet took off, Ethan handed her a glass of champagne that the flight attendant poured for them.

"Donna, this is just one of the many ways I plan to spoil you this weekend. Whatever you want, I will give it to you."

"I only want you."

"And you have me." He planted a kiss on her lips, then undid her seatbelt, standing up in front of her.

"What are you doing?"

"Just relax."

Ethan kneeled down on his knees, spread her thighs apart, and then started to undo her pants.

"What are you-"

"Shhh!"

He pulled her pants down past her hips, just enough to pull her lacy black panties down. She knew she was already wet with anticipation. Ethan said nothing but buried his face in her crotch as his tongue licked away at her stickiness. She moaned, grabbed his head, and slipped her fingers through his blonde curls.

If one of the staff walked in on them, she wouldn't care, which made it even sexier. Let them watch her man enjoying himself tasting her.

"Oh Ethan, that feels soooo...goooood!"

His tongue was deep inside her, slurping her up and lapping up all the juices as she squirt on his face. He did not mind, he kept going, making her wetter and wetter. Being miles high above the ground surely made it more exciting. She had never done anything like this in her life, and she had been around guys with money. Not billionaires like Ethan, but she had money herself.

"You taste so damn good woman, I can't get enough." Ethan looked up at her, her juices all over his lips. "I can stay down here the whole flight."

"No!" As much as that would be nice, he did say they would do lots of things. "Take off your clothes."

"Why?"

"Because I want to ride you and feel like I'm floating."

ETHAN VAN RUSSELL-City of Lights

For the last eighteen years, he never imagined this day would come. That he would be enjoying Donna Jackson again in ways he never did when they were younger. The things they never got to do back then.

Take a vacation like this.

He wanted to enjoy Donna in many ways. Sex all over his private plane was a good start. He could not get enough of Donna, and good thing her sexual appetite was just as high as his.

In the small bedroom, curtains were drawn closed, Donna was in her favorite position, on top and going wild on him. Moving her hips up and down as he lay there and watched her. He loved the look on her face. Pleasure, that he was giving to her. That turned him on more.

He reached out to hold her small, firm breast in his hand and thrust his hips up to meet her movement

"Oh Ethan, you feel so good, I love you so much!"

He sat up a bit in the bed so he could wrap his arms around her waist, and whispered in her ear, "And I have always loved you and always will."

Then kissed her as they reached climax together then lay in the bed and let the motion of the jet have them fall asleep in each other's arms.

They were awakened when they hit a little turbulence, and when Ethan checked, they still had a few hours before they touched down.

They needed a quick shower after all the sweaty sex. The jet had a small one, only big enough for one, but they both squished in and washed up as best they could. Donna's slim figure so close to him made him horny all over again.

"I have plans for these...I mean you." He kissed all over her breasts.

"Are you going to let me enjoy my vacation or keep me locked up in a room?"

He thought about that. Keeping her all to himself would be amazing, but they both needed to relax and have a good time.

"Have you ever been to Paris?"

"No."

"I'm glad you're going to experience it first with me. So much I want to share with you."

Once they were dressed, they took their seats and watched a movie for the last bit of the flight. Once they touched down, a luxury car waited to whisk them to Printemps Haussman and Gallies Lafayette for shopping first. Ethan wanted to make sure Donna had everything, on him. He bought her several new dresses and shoes and topped it off with some casual clothes for her and some good walking shoes.

"All I do is wear hills all day...unless I'm working out I don't need tennis."

"Well, we're going to do a lot of walking, trust me on this."

He picked up a few things for himself then stopped at a bakery and bought them each a pain du chocolate. It was his favorite thing to eat while there, then again, he liked anything with chocolate.

"How do you like it?" he asked Donna after her first bite.

"Can we ship a bunch of these home? I want one every day."

"Of course, babe." He kissed her cheek.

Then they were off to the Hyatt Paris Madeleine Hotel, one of the few five-star places he stayed. They had the top suite of course and barely had any time to relax. They changed into something comfortable, and then went back to the car, and off they went again. The driver dropped them off near the Eiffel Tower, but he wanted to walk to it as they enjoyed the River Seine.

He held her hand as they made it they made their way down the trail. He could spot the tourist, with their phones out and taking pics. He liked to walk slowly and enjoy every moment in the magical city. The boats along the Seine, all the architecture of the buildings, seeing the smaller Statue of Liberty.

"How many times have you been here?" she asked.

"Too many to count. Ever since I was a kid...my mom loved it here."

"She died while you were still young, how do you remember..."

"I remember everything about my mother. How she looked, how she smelled, how she cared for me. She was my only parent if I'm honest. My father was never there. He provided for us sure, but emotionally, he didn't want to raise children. That's what nannies were for...or evil stepmothers I didn't get along with."

"I understand tough relationships with a parent, I don't have the best with my mother. I think I truly lost my mother when she found out I was pregnant at eighteen."

He stopped walking and turned to look at her. "I wish everything happened differently. If I would have fought for you, no matter what. Put my ego aside and be with you, and only you."

"I was too stubborn. Also, scared of what my brothers, and mother would have said."

"I would have married you, had Tony, and lots more babies." He kissed her nose. "I love you, Prima Donna."

They made it to the Eiffel Tower and took lots of pictures before getting exclusively escorted into a private entrance as if they were superstars. After going to the very top and seeing the view, they headed down to the Madame Brasserie for lunch.

After lunch he had the car meet them closer so they could then head back to the room. He ordered massages to be done in their room, and they showered beforehand from all the walking. After their massages, they sat in their robes with a tray of petite French pastries, chocolates, and fruits and sat on the terrace and enjoyed the view.

"I think I love it here now."

"Don't worry babe, whenever you want to come, we will be here again." He fed her a strawberry. "Even if you say next week, I will drop everything and go."

She giggled at him. "You don't have to drop everything for me, Ethan. I know you have a life, and work. So do I, and my son."

"Our son. And since I missed eighteen years of your life, I want you with me. And Tony. Next time we bring him?"

"I don't know if Tony is ready to be one happy family just yet, and that's okay. I'm not rushing him. It's just you and me for now."

"But I want-"

"Hey, he knows you're his father now and he wants a relationship with you, but it will take some time."

Ethan nodded to that. He did not have time. He missed out on years building a relationship that should have been natural. Even with his other two, they loved him, despite the bad father he was to them. He regretted every decision he made about missing their lives now.

Not attending Chrissy's recitals, Ejay's science fair, or helping him with Cub Scouts so wouldn't have dropped out early. Ethan never took any interest in their lives. Despite all that, they did not hate him, but they surely would not vote him the father of the year. He needed to change that, become the best father, to all three, and make Donna proud.

Paris was only the start. His other favorite place was Rome, Italy. That was next.

A/N: I already planned Ethan taking her somewhere then I decided it should be Paris so I had to write this new episode after I was here myself. And no way do I plan to visit every place Ethan will take Donna...but Italy is next!