My brain conjured up an image of Kieran fucking me on the table at the apartment. A flash of heat hummed through my veins as I remembered how good it had felt to have him driving deep inside me. There was no longer any doubt that somewhere along the way, that switch had been flipped inside me. I’d gone from wondering how good sex would be to knowing firsthand. Now that I did, I’d developed a salacious, unquenchable thirst for it.
Kieran leaned in close, pressed his fingertip against my jaw, and turned my head toward his. “You want me inside you.”
Inwardly, my lady bits screamedyes, please. Outwardly, I inhaled sharply, my gaze darting down the aisle to ensure no one was watching us.
“I asked Carol to give us some privacy,” he said softly.
I wanted to ask about Knox. What would ensurehewasn’t going to reappear and find us in a compromising position? After all, it was one thing for the three of us to fool around, or for Kieran to watch me and Knox together, but I wasn’t sure how he’d feel if he wandered upon us to find me beneath Kieran, filled to overflowing by him. I didn’t know how this worked yet, so I was hesitant.
“Is that what you want, love?” Kieran’s hand settled on my thigh and slowly inched upward. “For me to make it up to you?”
“Yes,” I told him boldly, calling his bluff to see if he was screwing with me again.
His hand moved higher, this time beneath the hem of my skirt. I held his gaze, curious to see how far he would go if he was messing with me. When his fingertips brushed my mound, I breathed in deep and spread my legs, giving him access to the place that throbbed and ached.
“Does my dirty girl want my fingers in her pussy?” Kieran rasped close to my ear as his fingers slid beneath the elastic of my panties.
I probably should’ve blushed to the roots of my hair, but I didn’t because that was exactly what I wanted. And more. At the same time, I couldn’t answer because his touch stole all the oxygen. I shifted, urging him to continue.
Kieran leaned in, pressed his lips to mine. I slid my hand up behind his head, threading my fingers in his silky hair as his tongue licked along the seam of my lips. I tasted the hint of spearmint, something I’d found to be unique to Kieran.
He dragged his finger through my slick lower lips, grazing my clit lightly.
“Answer me, love,” Kieran whispered against my mouth.
“Yes,” I blurted, rolling my hips forward to increase the friction on my clit.
“Under one condition.” He licked inside my mouth before speaking again. “You have to be naked.”
I pulled back, met his gaze again. “We’re not alone on this plane,” I reminded him.
“Like I said, Carol won’t interrupt, and Knox is busy.”
If he hadn’t set me on fire from his touch, I probably would’ve questioned him more. But that deep, unsated part of me wanted to trust him because it ached for something Kieran was offering to give me.
When his fingers went to the buttons on my shirt, I didn’t pull away. His mouth moved over mine, his tongue dancing against my own as he began to deftly work each delicate button free. I let myself get lost in his kiss, in the soft rumble I could hear coming from his chest as he stripped me down to nothing. Even the boots came off this time.
And then there I was, flat on my back with a fully clothed Kieran hovering over me. I found the scene erotic and intriguing. It made me feel both powerful and vulnerable at the same time, heightening my awareness. When his big palm flattened on my chest, he pulled his mouth from mine.
I stared up at him as electricity sparked along my nerve endings, his hand moving over my hypersensitive skin. His touch was gentle yet confident, gliding over my skin, teasing, tormenting. It felt taboo to be naked on an airplane, to know there were others on board who could easily catch us. And I think it was that possibility that made it hotter.
I closed my eyes when Kieran’s finger dipped along the lips of my pussy again.
“You’re wet, love.”
“Because of you,” I admitted, relishing the sensations as endorphins flooded my bloodstream.
“You like what I do to you?”
I nodded, my back arching when he pushed one finger inside me.
My body was on fire, my skin prickling as sensations washed over me. I could so easily become addicted to this, to the way his big, warm hands played my body like an instrument. He knew exactly how and where to touch to spike my desire.
I was on the verge of begging for more when Kieran’s head lowered, his mouth enveloping my breast.
“God, yes,” I moaned, reaching for his head to hold him there.
He suckled and licked while his fingers glided slowly inside me, pushing in deeper as the suction increased on my breast. The warring sensations made me moan louder, my body shifting and rolling in an attempt to get more of him everywhere. I no longer cared that Carol or Knox might hear me, the only thing I cared about was the pure pleasure coursing through my body.