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“I, uh, I probably shouldn’t have been snooping. I could have asked you instead why you’re so secretive about your room.”
He nods, making a noncommittal sound, then moves my knee to the side. Blunt fingers stroke upward under my skirt, making me catch my breath as my foot involuntarily flexes against his abs.
“I should have handled my shock better.” He reaches the apex of my thighs, hooks his fingers into my panties, and moves the crotch aside. He stares at me, the look in his eyes like that of a starving man.
I start to pant.
He licks his lips. “I’m sorry I made you cry.”
Suddenly he takes my foot off his stomach and falls to his knees in front of me.
I gasp, electricity zapping through me. Surely he’s not about to go down on me? The man who refuses to kiss?
“Ryan are you doing what I think you’re–”
He drags my butt to the edge of the seat and then spreads me open like a meal.
Oh shit. He is.
My hesitation disappears in a cloud of lust. I want his mouth on me so bad I can taste it.
“Fuck Stella, you’re gorgeous,” he stares for a full minute as I get wetter under his intense gaze. My heart is beating out of my chest and I’m dying with anticipation.
“Keep apologizing,” I whine.
His burning gaze snaps to mine,
“Please?” I add.
He bends and plants an open-mouthed kiss right at the crease of my thigh, and I moan.
“You promise not to make a sound?”
I shake my head in assent before realizing I should be nodding it, then I try doing just that, thinking I must look like a crazy puppet, but the moment he puts his mouth on me, my mind goes blank with pleasure.
I grab the arm rest, my nails digging reflexively into it and bite my lip hard to keep from making any noise. But when his tongue drags against my folds I can’t help moaning.
“Ryan. Oh, God.” His name slips out of my mouth in a desperate whispered plea to end the torture.
He doesn’t. He eats me like I’m his last meal, spearing his tongue repeatedly into my quivering depths, then sliding it through my folds and ending at my clit, which he sucks on.
I lose my mind and start to cry out. There’s no fucking way every single person on this flight will not know what’s happening right now. The thought further spikes up my arousal, sending heated tingles racing across my skin.
He suddenly lifts his hand to my face, inserting two of his fingers into my mouth and I gratefully suck on them, muffling my cries. Still, his mouth continues to drive me to madness.
His golden head between my legs, his dark bronze lashes fanning over his flushed cheekbones, and the rapid strokes of his wicked tongue against my clit becomes too much to contain. Even before he slides his fingers from my mouth and inserts them into my core, going straight for my g-spot, I’m already cresting the wave of orgasm.
“Oh fuck, Ry!”
It’s blinding hot, a sharp twisting pulse of pure pleasure engulfing my pelvis and radiating up my spine and down into my cramping toes. I slam my hand against my mouth to stifle the scream threatening to escape, but it’s too intense. I give up trying and just let go. My back bows as my hips shamelessly rock against his mouth, chasing my orgasm until I’m limp and breathless.
He tears his mouth away from me and kisses a sensitive spot high on my thigh, then he digs his teeth into the soft flesh, gently nipping. And unbelievably, I clamp down hard on his fingers.
“Hmm. Interesting.” He does it again, and the same thing happens, accompanied this time by a long moan from me.
Sweet Jesus, what the hell was that biting thing?
“Oh, we are going to have so much fun with this little quirk, baby.” I see the lower half of his face glistening with my juices. He still looks just as hungry as he did before he went down on me, although that might just be me projecting.
