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Instead of moving out of the way like a gentleman might, the asshole placed his hand on the curve of her waist and gave her a gentle push.
Every muscle in Allister’s body went rigid. He snarled at the man who had the audacity to touch what didn’t belong to him.
“Allister.” Ellie placed her hands on his chest. “Enough of this.”
He didn’t try to hide his forthcoming intentions. As soon as Ellie stepped in front of him, he placed a possessive hand on the small of her back, guiding her forward. With the rickety racket behind them, he turned then to acknowledge the flight attendant pushing her service cart down the center of the plane.
Allister said, “She’s not feeling well.”
“Oh,” the attendant mouthed, clearly amused.
A second later, Allister smirked at Draegan—who was seated in the aisle across from the lavatory—and then entered the small restroom. He immediately closed and locked the door.
“Are you out of your mind?” Ellie pursed her lips and crossed her arms. She glanced around the confined space.
“Go ahead. Stare at me like you could kick my ass.” He was getting his ass kicked all right. He was as hard as a cannon, but he wasn’t a loose one. Oh no, he had direction, purpose, and one hell of an aim.
He picked Ellie up and set her on the small vanity. She stared back at him with this bewildered expression, this knowing look. Her blushed cheeks turned him on. Her moist lips and hooded eyes cranked his cock right up.
“Damn.” He blew out a heavy breath and ran his hands up her slender bare thighs, pushing her skirt out of his way. Another moment and he was standing between her parted legs. “You always make me so fucking crazy.”
“Allister,” s
he said evenly, tilting his chin to hers, but unable to hold his attention. He was too interested in sliding in between those soft thighs, thrusting inside her warm wet pussy. “Look. At. Me.”
“I’m not apologizing.” He would live to regret it later if he didn’t but she’d get over it. They were fucking before they left that lavatory and he refused to discuss the troublemaking asshole until after the act.
She pouted. “You can either apologize or change your goals, Allister. You had no reason to elbow a stranger in the mouth.”
“He’ll be less likely to use it to offend someone in the future.”
“Who did he offend?”
“Don’t raise your voice,” he said coolly.
“I want to know.” She waited. When he didn’t respond, she shook her head in immediate understanding. “Oh that’s right. How silly of me. But of course…he offended you.”
“Damn right he did.” He cupped the side of her face, drawing her in for a kiss.
“Not so fast.” Her hands landed on his stomach. “Did you ever stop to think he might have been giving you a compliment?”
“No, Ellie. Given the way he gawked at you, the way he undressed you with his eyes? He wasn’t interested in dishing flattering remarks to the men at your side. Oh no. He had other ideas in mind for you.”
“Like what?”
“Are you really that naïve?” Recent images danced in his head. He thought of Ellie taking four men together, fucking them like crazy before showering each of them with her undivided attention.
“We both know I’m not naïve, Allister. What I am is practical. There’s nothing wrong with a man talking to a woman.”
“You’re right,” he said, cocking his head and studying her succulent lips. Dipping for a kiss, he thrust inside her mouth like he’d soon plunge inside her pussy—with carnal intent, unadulterated longing.
She pulled away first, breathless. “Don’t make light of this.”
“I’m not.” He smirked. By the obvious change in her demeanor, he’d already softened her some. She’d never admit as much. “Let’s talk, baby.”
She pinched his thigh. “I’m dead serious here.”
“Me too, gorgeous.” His voice was guttural, meaningful. He’d learned through trial and error to jump at chances because sometimes they only came along once. “Come here.” He wasn’t about to let this opportunity slip away.
