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I will not fuck him on this plane. I will not fuck him on this plane.
The words repeat in my head on a loop as he leans closer to me. His voice comes out so deep, I swear it’s nothing but gravel.
“And what exactly are we doing if we aren’t fake dating, Corrin?”
He’s not playing fair now.
Austen is well aware of how much I love my name on his lips. He makes something so simple and boring sound like an oath of allegiance from the strongest army. I feel invincible when he does it.
“That’s not fair,” I whisper back. “You’re doing that thing.”
His grin makes me want to drop to my knees, laws and privacy be damned.
“I’m not doing anything. I simply asked a question, love. Tell me.”
I take a deep breath, then let it out. We’ve had this conversation multiple times already, yet Austen always asks me to elaborate. It’s a push and pull that always ramps us both up.
Looking around, I make note that the couple in back is still busy, and the flight attendants have all but disappeared. Tennyson’s soft snores drift back our way as well, signaling we’ve got a fraction of alone time before we’re interrupted.
“Like I said the last time you wanted clarification — you’re mine, Austen Page. There’s nothing fake about this thing between us. We’ll let everyone else believe what they want, but when it’s just us two, there’s only the truth.”
“And the truth is that I’m yours.”
“Uh huh.”
“And you’re mine.”
They aren’t questions. Simply facts about our situation.
“Both of those are true.” I lay my hand on his thigh, my touch gentle as I rub the firm muscle beneath his sweats.
I don’t have to look down to know his cock is straining against the fabric. It’s a given anytime I tell him we belong to one another.
“Love, I don’t need teasing right now…” his words cut off when I press down on the massive tent of fabric. He hisses softly, then pulls me into a rough kiss.
Chancing fate, I move fast and slip beneath the edge of the pants. I wrap him in my fist, his precum lubricating him enough that half my work is already done for me.
“Did you get hard thinking about us?” I tease. “About how we’re together now and nothing can stop it. Or was it because you know the minute I can get you alone, I’m going to finally put this glorious baby in my mouth to suck your balls dry?”
His body jolts at the visual I give him.
“Ohh, that’s it, isn’t it? You were thinking of my mouth and all the fun we’d have. Did I mention I don’t have a gag reflex?”
Another jolt.
I chuckle against his ear, my voice barely audible as I give a long, low whine of desire. It would be pretend with anyone else, but with Austen, I feel the ache deep in my soul.
The rest of the world around us is all static noise as I continue to make noises in his ear and stroke his cock. Austen has to bite his fist to keep quiet the longer I go.
By the time he’s about to come, I’m so attuned to him that I know before he does that it’s coming. I’m already leaning over his lap and shoving the fabric down when he whispers, “Close” to warn me.
My mouth latches onto the crown as the first spray of cum shoots out. The salty liquid lands with force, with loads more to follow.
It’s not exactly the most delicious stuff in the world, but at the same time, knowing that it’s his attraction to me and what I’ve done for him with the hand job, I feel greedy as fuck for every drop. I don’t let up until his cock stops pulsing and the last drop of come slips out.
I tuck him away, then slowly ease up to see if we’ve managed to stay hidden. Thankfully, there's not a person in sight. Not anyone paying us any mind, anyway.
Austen pulls me into a less hurried yet still heavily heated kiss once I’m upright. I return his enthusiasm for a moment before pulling back.
