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“I’m not interested in talking about my mother right now,” I told her, tugging off her shirt. My eyes caught on a small scar on her shoulder—one I’d seen repeatedly. It stretched across her shoulder and then down her back. A few shallower ones ran alongside it, but I hadn’t ever bothered asking what had happened there. We hadn’t ever been upfront with one another. Not in a way that mattered. “How did you get those scars?”
I reached forward and traced a finger along the longest one.
She only shook her head, and I raised a brow.
“What happened to a question for a question?” I pushed.
“I’ve told you enough about that night.”
I narrowed my eyes as I clutched her hips and brought her into me, allowing the hardness of my cock to press between her legs roughly. The gasp that escaped her lips was something that had haunted my thoughts since I first heard it.
“I have my ways of getting information, Stellina,” I promised her.
“You’re going to torture me?” she teased, nipping my bottom lip and sending me thrusting into her. “I’d like to see you do your worst.”
She had no idea what she was asking for. I clenched my teeth and smirked at her. “You don’t tend to hold out well on the kind of torture I give you,” I reminded her.
“We’ll see.”
I grabbed one of her wrists and pulled her down from the vanity before turning her and pressing her into the door, pinning one hand above her head. She wrapped the other around my neck to draw me closer as I ground into her. I moved my hand beneath her pants and found her already slick for me—ready and waiting.
“If you tell me what I want to know, I’ll fuck you however you want it,” I told her as I allowed my finger to barely caress the sensitive peak between her thighs. She thrust into me before her eyes rolled back, and she groaned.
And then she surprised me.
She unwound her arm from my neck and pushed me backward slightly. I moved in surprise, watching as she kicked off her pants and met my eyes.
Then, she moved a hand down her naval and beneath her panties. I could only watch in utter surprise as she began unraveling herself with one finger. She sighed and moved her hips in sync with it, not once breaking eye contact with me.
Then, she tipped her head back, releasing a slow moan that had my blood boiling.
My fingers itched to touch her, but I couldn’t move right now. Not as she pleasured herself for me to see. She moved her hand as if she had all the time in the world to make herself come undone.
I took a step back and leaned into the parallel wall of the restroom as her breathing became uneven and erratic.
I would take over for her, but first…
I kicked off my own pants, then my boxers. She didn’t see my movements as she continued panting toward the plane’s ceiling.
She moaned again, sending pulsing aches through my cock as I watched. I recognized as she reached her release, as her breath hitched, and her hands moved quicker between her thighs as if to draw out every last ounce of that sweet release. I waited until her knees shook slightly, and then I moved.
I grabbed both of her wrists, pinning them to the door over her head.
Then, I pressed my lips into her throat and my cock between her legs. I ground it into her opening, not allowing it entrance. Not yet.
She cried out, and I bit her neckhard,wrapping my free hand around her mouth to stifle the cries. “You have to be quiet, Stellina. There are young ears out there.”
She cried out again as I rocked into her, but my hand muffled the noise.
“Are you going to tell me?” I asked, nipping her earlobe, then her neck again.
She nodded quickly, and I released her mouth with my hand, tipping her chin all the way up so she’d meet my eyes. Hers were glazed from the pleasure of bringing herself so close to an orgasm, only to have it ripped away.
“Knives. He—” She caught her breath. “Used knives. Thought it was kinky or something. I don’t know. When I fought…he got agitated.”
I clicked my tongue and shook my head, drawing her entirely back to the moment. “One day, I’ll show you how to use knives properly in bed. I can promise there won’t be scars.” She gasped and rocked into my hips. “There are a lot of things I plan to show you.”
I took my time as I slid myself into her slowly, holding her in place as she shuttered and tried moving faster. I rocked my hips back and forth, and when I finally had myself seeded deeply into her, I bit her throat again and thrust.
