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Did she really think she could keep her body from mine? We were like magnets and metal. But okay, might be fun to play along.
I spread my thighs wide, giving her more room. “No touching, I know,” I said as I leaned back and crossed my hands behind my neck.
Her eyes narrowed at my champagne room pose. She tried to snarl at my antics, but her gaze snagged across the underside of my biceps. Her tongue jutted out like she wanted to lap up my trident tattoo. Between her distraction and the turbulence, she pitched forward. My instinct was to catch her, but she didn’t want my help. I kept my fingers laced at my neck as her soft breasts gracelessly, and a little painfully, collided with my face. I didn’t hate the slapping dance they did across my nose as she tried to right herself without help.
Bracing both palms on my pecs, she pushed up and attempted to hike a leg over my thigh. It was almost elegant until the turbulence knocked her forward again. She rode my thigh as her body thrust against me.
I snapped a fake nip near her ear. Scoffing, she scrambled to stand, this time turning around. She promptly went down again, all the way to the floor. Gripping both my thighs, she heaved herself back upright. Her ass cheeks brushed up my hardened crotch and I groaned.
“Just help me, please,” she barked.
With a sigh, I unlatched my hands and easily lifted her by her hips into the seat next to me. “You were just getting the hang of it, Presh.”
“Could you please treat me like a professional?” she hissed as she straightened herself. Her eyes darted around the cabin, worried about who’d been watching, but Nik and Thea were too busy cooing over each other and Leo was too nervous about the jump to care. Only Titan returned her eye contact, and he wasn’t buying it.
“Professional? Right, my bad.” I grimaced as I shifted my hard-on into a more comfortable position. “I didn’t bring any dollar bills, but if you have change for a five—”
“I’m serious, Coop.” When her glare met mine, I realized I wasn’t the only one erecting things. The walls in her gorgeous, nearly black irises had gone up, locking me out of her beautiful mind.
I’d been wrong. Boundaries were very much her thing.
“Whatever you want, Princess.”
