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The corner of his mouth kicks up, his eyes flicking between mine. “I’d much rather make you come with my cock inside that sweet pussy of yours, but I’ll take what I can get.”
Take whatever you want. The words are on the tip of my tongue, but when I open my mouth to speak, Kade sinks his fangs into my shoulder, and I cry out as a sharp mix of pleasure and pain washes over me like a vicious wave. My grip on Lex’s shoulders tightens, and my core throbs, desperate for the friction as I grind harder against his erection.
“I need more,” I breathe, looking into his eyes.
One of his hands slides from my hip down to my thigh, inching closer to where I want him. He drags his thumb over my center, and I catch my bottom lip between my teeth to keep from moaning. As much as I like the pants I’m wearing, I’d like nothing more at this moment than for Lex to rip them off.
“Better?” he teases in a light voice, his lips brushing my cheek.
I press my breasts into his chest as I attempt to get closer. “More.”
“So needy,” Kade murmurs after retracting his fangs, lapping at the marks he left on my shoulder.
I reach over and find the hardness between his legs, smirking. “Touché.”
His hand covers mine, moving it along his erection as he pulls in a shallow breath, groaning and tipping his head back against the leather seat.
I let him control the motions as I become hyper-focused on how close Lex’s fingers are to my clit. He’s touching everywhere but the sensitive bundle of nerves there, and it’s driving me crazy. I press my lips together when he slides his fingers past the waistband of my pants into my panties, brushing along my folds. My breathing picks up, anticipation filling my chest with a near unbearable pressure, and I turn my face toward him again, resting my forehead against his.
Lex dips a single finger inside me and sucks in a breath. “You’re already so wet.”
“Hmm,” I hum, moving against his finger to push him deeper.
“Ah, ah, ah.” He pulls his finger out and continues teasing my folds.
I groan, leaning back enough to glare at him. “What the hell?”
“Only good girls get to come,” he says with a smirk.
My eyes narrow, and I try to shift off his lap, but he tightens his grip, holding me there. “Lex—”
He plunges two fingers inside me without warning, and I gasp, unable to hold back the moan that he pulls from me, curling his fingers and grazing them along my inner walls. His thumb finds my clit and circles it hard and fast, and his other hand moves from my hip to the side of my neck. He uses his thumb under my chin to tilt my head back and slants his mouth over mine, swallowing my sounds of pleasure as his fingers work inside me, thrusting and teasing at alternating speeds until my head is spinning and my chest is rising and falling fast against his.
Kade groans next to us, watching as he continues moving my hand over the bulge in his pants. “Don’t come until Lex tells you to,” he says in a voice thick with arousal.
I break the kiss, moaning as Lex curls his fingers deep in my pussy. The pressure between my legs builds quickly, and seconds later, I’m racing toward orgasm—until Lex pulls his fingers out completely, the waistband of my pants snapping against my skin. My eyes pop wide, my chest heaving. “What the fuck?” I growl breathlessly, ripping my hand away from Kade’s erection. If I’m not getting off, he sure as hell isn’t either.
“What did Kade say?” Lex taunts, his eyes hooded.
I place my palms against his chest, pushing away from him. “I wasn’t—”
“You little liar,” Kade says in a voice filled with amusement.
I flip him off, keeping my eyes on Lex. “Are you going to make me ask for it?” I ask, arching a brow and rolling my hips into him.
He hisses out a breath. “This is my game,” he says in a low voice. “You don’t have control here.”
I kiss his jaw, nipping at the skin; I don’t try to be gentle. “No?”
Lex turns his face, so his lips brush mine. “Hmm… no.” In a flash of movement, he lifts me off his lap, stands, and sets me in the chair before walking toward the front of the plane to the mini-fridge. I’m left completely unsatisfied, staring after him, my core throbbing with need and wondering what the female version of blue balls is called.
“He’ll pay for that,” I mutter under my breath, and Kade only chuckles in response.
* * *
I cradle a margarita in my hand, licking the bit of salt from the rim off my finger. Typically tequila isn't my hard liquor of choice, but when Lex insisted we eat at a Mexican restaurant, it seemed fitting to order one. One very quickly turned into a giant pitcher when the rest of the table decided to indulge as well.
Lex is complaining there isn’t enough liquor in the batch when Tessa walks in, a duffel bag slung over one shoulder. She’s wearing a cropped black tank top and olive-green leggings with running shoes—definite comfy travel attire, but she also makes it look effortlessly stylish. Her black hair is pin-straight and nearly reaches her waist.
