When the digits are slick enough, he rubs my clit in the middle of a crowded flight, forcing a hiss out of me as I roll my pelvis, seeking out the pleasure he’s giving me.
“Yeah, that’s it. Rock those hips, baby. God, you’re already so wet and swollen. Fuck, I wish I could taste you. I’d eat you out and take all those worries away, but instead, I’m going to let my fingers do the talking.” His lips brush over my earlobe. “Now, stay quiet, and I’m going to make sure you know how grateful I am for you facing your fears.”
“This is… I mean, anyone can…,” I mutter without any conviction, closing my eyes and biting my lower lip so I don’t moan out loud.
As he caresses my clit, a shudder works through me.
How does he know exactly where to stroke and how fast?
Then, he switches things up. The butt of his hand grinds against my clit, and as he works that, he thrusts two fingers inside my hot, needy pussy, causing me to swallow back a gasp as he fills me.
“You like me fingering this beautiful cunt,” hesays softly before challenging me. “Tell me I’m lying, naughty girl.”
I shiver as I feel myself getting wetter. Jesus, he’s absolutely filthy, and, I’m definitely not going to lie—I like it a lot.
“I love it,” I rasp, spreading my legs as wide as I can within the confines of my skirt. “I-I need to come, Cade. Please, can I?”
He growls under his breath. “Gonna need to hear you say that again, beautiful.”
As his hand retreats, I mewl, “Don’t stop, Cade, please.” My head arches back and he nuzzles into me there, his tongue finding my throbbing pulse and sucking hard enough to leave yet another mark on me. “God, that feels so good, Cade. Please, don’t stop,” I whimper. “Never stop!”
“You’re so ready, aren’t you, baby?” he whispers against my throat, which is when I see the flight attendant over his shoulder. She’s getting ready for takeoff and has a flush on her cheeks—oh, fuck, she knows what we’re doing.
For the first time all day, however, there’s a woman who doesn’t try to get his attention as she rushes by.
It’s so wrong, but I know I’m going to come.
“Oh, my God,” I keen, staring straight ahead at the gray seat in front of me as he keeps finger fucking me. When I try to spread my legs wider, Ifeelhim smile.
Pulling his fingers out, he rubs my slick wetness back and forth on my swollen clit until I hiss, “Cade,” and dig my nails into the armrest and his leg.
Then, he’s shifting, forehead pressing into mine as he growls, “Look at me.”
My eyes dart to his. This is when I forfeit the battle.
“Cade.” I’m not even sure I said that out loud as my pussy tightens. “Cade…” My mouth trembles. “I-I—”
“Yeah, baby, I’m here.” He rubs faster, the motion slick because of how wet I am, and that’s it.
I’m gone.
Orbiting over into bliss as my core quivers and pulses.
Wave after wave of intense pleasure makes my eyes flutter back into my head. I don’t care if I make a noise; I’m lost to what he’s given me, unashamed and free from thoughts of the past, just focused on this bliss.
I bite my lip so hard I taste blood as I try to stay quiet and breathe. My fingers are numb from digging into the padded armrest but what a way to go.
“So good, Belle.” He sounds pleased and pats my sensitive pussy, then he smiles as he brings his hand out from under the blanket. “Hmm, let’s have a taste…”
Turning, he relaxes into his seat and brings his wet fingers to his mouth. My cheeks tinge with pink as he makes a show of sucking on one digit, and then the other, like he just ate something delicious and he’s savoring the taste.
“Better than champagne,” he croons before he uses the damp washcloth that the flight attendant left with the drinks earlier.
A cough makes me come back to reality. That and my ears are clogged up with the pressure shift in the cabin from the plane lifting off the runway.
Oh, God, I climaxed so hard that I didn’t know we took off!
Cade smiles then leans over to kiss me, and my whole body relaxes.