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“Knock, knock!”
I freeze. Demyen chuckles in my ear.
The flight attendant steps into the room from the cockpit, a gorgeous smile on her face to match her gorgeous figure. I’d be jealous if I didn’t have Demyen’s fingers buried in my pussy right this moment.
She approaches, but keeps a respectful distance. “I just wanted to check in on you and see if there is anything you need?”
I try to pretend I’m asleep. Easier said than done, especially whensomeonewon’t stop moving their fingers. Even if he has slowed down, he’s still stroking and teasing me to insanity.
“I could go for a martini,” Demyen says with a voice as calm as the ocean beneath us. Like he’s not at all rock-solid against my ass. “What about you, honey?”
“Hmm?” I feign sleepiness, then suck in a sharp breath that I do my damned hardest to disguise as a yawn when he tweaks my clit between his fingers. “Oh, ginger ale is fine. Settles my stomach.”
“First time flyer?” she asks innocently.
Sure, let’s go with that.
“Yeah.” I can’t help the blush, and I hope she attributes it to my being a grown woman with zero travel experience. And not, you know, because she’s looking at me while Demyen’s massaging my nether regions.
“I got you. No worries. I’ll even add some grenadine to help it go down easier.”
“Thanks.”
Demyen’s face could not be any more smug if he tried. He’s the epitome of professionalism on the outside, but underneath the blanket, he’s slowly working me to pieces.
It feels like an eternity of sensual torture before the flight attendant returns from the mini bar with our drinks. Mine even has a little umbrella speared into the maraschino cherries. It’s cute, and I want to thank her for her extra touch.
Talking is just a little bit hard right now.
She sets the drinks down on the coffee table, careful to use coasters on the luxurious marble. “Is there anything else I can help you with?”
Oh, thank God. She’s leaving.
“Could we get some straws?” Demyen casually asks with a calm smile. “Please?”
I hate you so much.
“Sure thing!” She beams and goes back to the mini bar to search the supply cabinet.
I try to shoot Demyen a glare, but it’s gotta be the weakest attempt ever. He gives me that same calm smile and kisses my brow. “How are you feeling, babe?” he asks oh so casually.
Fuck. You.
That’s how I’m feeling.
Which is probably exactly what he wants, and would have, if we weren’t surrounded by a flight crew and a child.
“I’m okay,” I manage to sigh.
“Just okay?” He feigns a frown, but his fingers massage either side of my clit while his palm goes back to that deep rubbing on my mound I loved earlier. “I think we can do better than just ‘okay.’”
The attendant returns with the straws and places one in each drink. “You’ve got drinks, you’ve got straws… Anything else?”
I willmurderhim…
“No, I think we’re good for now.” Demyen flashes her a charming grin. “Thank you, Katy.”
She gives us one more smile before ducking out and closing the door behind her. I wish I could lock it with telekinesis.
