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Alex grabs my wrist, tugging me toward him and Seth. “How is she?” he asks quickly, nodding in Rachel’s direction.
I wrench my hand out of his grip. “In a foul mood thanks to the both of you assholes.”
Seth makes a face while Alex’s grin dissipates.
“We’ll apologize to her,” says Seth.
I roll my eyes. “Like that will really make a difference. I think the both of you need to stop picking fights with each other and keep your mouths fucking closed for now on.”
“But—” starts Seth, but he immediately stops when I lean forward, my brows tenting into a deep scowl as I hold his gaze.
Seth swallows whatever it is he’s about to say and gives me a curt nod.
I turn away from the two losers and continue down the aisle, finding Lucas sitting in his seat, eyes closed with his mouth handing open. Spittle slips from the corner of his mouth. The guy must be exhausted from handling Seth and Alex most of the day. I would be, too. Seth and Alex are like two toddlers who won’t stop running around and screaming. Even I feel drained from the little interaction I’ve had with them today.
Thankfully, the bathroom is empty and I throw open the door, not bothering to lock it, since I’ll only be a minute. The water turns on when I wave my hand underneath it, but it’s only a trickle and the minimal droplets I get are hardly cool enough to calm my heating skin. I splash more on my face, but the faucet keeps turning off, making me frustrated as I continue waving my hands underneath. The door opens and I groan in frustration.
“Sorry—”
I stop as the person enters, closing and locking the door behind them. What the actual fuck?
“Excuse me, I’m still—”
I glance at the intruder, the words crawling back down my throat as I see Rachel staring up at me, jutting out her chin. Her eyes are red as if she’s been crying. Guilt stabs through me. If she was crying before, I didn’t even notice. I had been so lost in my own thoughts and worries.
“Rachel,” I whisper, stroking the side of her face.
She sniffs. I expect her to say something, to have it out with me here and now inside this cramped and tiny bathroom, but instead, she wraps her arms around my neck and slams her lips against mine. I gasp and she takes the moment to slide her tongue against mine. A moan escapes me as I feel her teeth grazing against my tip, making me imagine other things she can do with that mouth of hers. Her hands are needy and hurried as they run up and down my chest, tugging my shirt out from my pants and sliding her palm against my front. I stiffen as she palms me, my cock tensing as I press myself against her, greedy for her touch.
I wrench away from her mouth, my breath coming out as gasps as I stare down at her, a question on my lips I’m not sure I can voice right now. Is this really what she wants? To have a quickie in a tiny airplane bathroom?
She seems to read the question in my gaze. Her head nods slightly, and I feel my lips capturing hers once more. I groan as her fingers deftly undo my pants and her hands yank down my boxers. My cock springs free and she grabs it, pumping me up and down. I thrust into her hand, unable to stop myself. I’m so horny and desperate to be inside her body. My eyes snap open and I wrench away from her as I recall throwing the condoms into my bag.
“I don’t have a condom,” I say as she reaches for me.
“It’s fine,” she breathes between kisses. “You can just pull out.”
A pleasurable shudder ripples down my spine, knowing soon I would be pumping in and out of her wet and tight pussy. I shake my head. That’s not what I should be thinking about. There are repercussions of doing it without a condom. Ones I am not ready for.
“I can get my bag,” I mumble as she continues kissing me.
She drops to her knees and my hands slam against the walls as she takes the tip of my cock in her mouth. The sound reverberates inside the bathroom, making a very loud thump I’m sure everyone waiting outside can here. I bite my bottom lip, stopping a whimper from escaping as she continues to suck and lick my dick. My eyes flutter closed, my head tilting back as she takes my whole shaft deep inside her throat. Her hands massage my balls, growing tight with need and want.
“Fuck,” I hiss, my whole body trembling to remain in control. Although, I don’t know how much longer I can last. My hips move slightly, thrusting in and out of her. My eyes open and I peak down, my breath leaving me as I find her gaze on mine.
Fuck. I might just come here and now.
I grab her arms and wrench her up and toward me. My cock twitches with need, but I ignore it as I grab her jeans, quickly undoing the button at the top before yanking them and her panties down. My fingers find her womanhood. I moan as I feel her slick folds, wet and waiting for my entrance. I thrust one inside as I kiss her. She tightens around me as my thumb circles her clit. As I pump inside her, I feel her body sucking me in. My cock twitches again, leaking precum.
“Hunter,” she breathes in my ear.
I clench my jaw, pulling my hand away from her before turning her around to face the tiny mirror. I’m reminded briefly of our time in Paris, in the cafe bathroom. At the memory, another shudder ripples through me. Her hands brace themselves against the wall in front of her as I position myself at her entrance.
“Are you sure?” I whisper before nipping her ear, loving the taste of her cool skin.
I watch her nod in the mirror. Her face is flushed. Her green eyes are glossy with desire. Slowly, I push myself inside, grinding my teeth against the tight heat surrounding me. I bury my face in her neck, kissing her sloppily. She gasps as I push deeper. My hold on her hips tightens. She feels so good, so fucking amazing. I need to be careful. I can’t lose myself.
Rachel wiggles against me, urging me to move. I whimper as she continues to thrust against me. My body moves with her, meeting her each and every time. My gaze lifts and I watch her in the mirror with her head tipped back. She’s still wearing her blouse, but it’s wrinkled. I can make out the curves of her breasts. My hands slide up from her hips to grasp them.
