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“No kidding. I like this too much to let you come.”
“I thought it was about helping with my tension.”
“It is, but I get to enjoy myself too.” He moves up, his fingers sinking in even deeper than before as the angle changes, and he kisses me. I moan into his mouth and pull him tight against me, hard enough that our teeth click, and my tongue’s against his, drinking him in as his fingers fuck me. I grind against his palm, holding his face against mine, kissing him like my life’s about to end, because I’m so close and I can’t stop it anymore.
“I know what you’re doing,” he growls as I pull his hair. “You’re making yourself come.”
“No, asshole,” I gasp, back arching. “You are.”
“Come for me,” he says, staring into my face as his fingers fuck me. He shifts his thumb and rolls it up against my clit. “Come for me, baby.”
That ends it. I shatter on his hand, his fingers buried inside my pussy. I forget about the plane, about the stewardess, about anything but Gian and the pleasure breaking through me like a swollen river. It hits me hard, my back arching, and my ears are ringing as I slowly come back down to earth.
He’s still between my legs. I’m flushed, breathing hard, and he’s looking up at me with the sexiest, most satisfied smile I’ve ever seen on a man before.
“Good girl,” he says and licks his fingers clean.
It’s so fucking filthy I could scream.
“That—” I say as I push my panties back into position, useless though they may be, and tug up my sweats. “—Was a one-time thing. Understand?”
“I hear what you’re saying.”
“That isn’t you agreeing.”
“No, it’s definitely not. You really think I can taste you and watch you come and not want more?”
“I think you need to find some self-control.”
Because apparently, I don’t have any.
He only laughs as he returns to his seat. I glance at him, chewing on my lip, dizzy and embarrassed, but also strangely still turned on. The stewardess definitely just heard me reach completion, and I’ll be pretty mortified when she comes back here, but right now I’m too busy floating on the freaking clouds to care about much.
“You’re more relaxed,” he says softly.
And he’s right. I really am. My eyelids feel heavy and I’m smiling a little. I don’t even have to consciously think about making my jaw relax. “I guess all I need is a few good orgasms per day.”
“Happy to oblige.”
“I bet.” I glance down at where his visible erection presses against his pants. “But I don’t plan on returning the favor.”
“Don’t worry about me, baby. I’ll take care of this later while reliving every moment of your incredible orgasm.”
My cheeks burn hotter and I pull my knees to my chest. “I think I need to take a nap,” I mumble, turning toward the window. I lean up against the cold wall of the airplane and listen to the rumble of the engines. “Can we just promise to pretend like that didn’t happen or something?”
“I don’t think I could even if I wanted to.”
“Try harder then.” I close my eyes and yawn. My whole body’s tingling from the mixture of a good massage and an even better orgasm.
“Drift, baby,” he whispers and something heavy drapes over me.
A blanket. I don’t know where it came from.
“Keep your hands off me while I’m asleep. I don’t know what kind of pervy stuff you’re into.”
His soft laugh is the last thing I hear as I let myself drift.
Chapter 15
