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I wasn’t sure I cared. After experiencing what these two men could do with their hands and tongues, I longed to know what the rest of their bodies could do. If Bash could talk to Mac civilly, I would believe they had conspired against me to see how long they could hold out on me.
Mac leaned closer, forcing me to press against the wall of the narrow hallway to see him clearly.
With his hand above my head, he brushed his lips against mine. I peeked around him, checking that no one was watching.
“It’s just us, Emily.” The way he said my name sent a ripple of longing through me and I moaned into his next kiss.
The heat of his lips tore through me, melting me into nothing as he held the side of my face. The endorphins coursing through me from my fun with Bash amplified at his touch.
Mac nuzzled my neck and breathed me in. He pulled away, a roguish grin splitting his face as he inhaled deeply. “You came recently.”
My cheeks burned, and I tried to deny it, but he kissed me with urgency, his hand raking through my hair, twisting into my curls until my breath caught in the back of my throat.
“Did you make yourself come?”
I shook my head, and he glanced at the cabin, his eyes appraising the back of Bash’s head.
A slow smile spread across his face. “That dirty dog. I didn’t know the old man had it in him.”
“You’re not mad?”
Mac shook his head, resting his forehead on mine. “I’m jealous as hell, Pink. I would off Lightning in cold blood if it meant I could sit next to you and dip inside—”
“Okay,” I hissed. “There are so many incriminating things you said in that sentence—”
“When it comes to you, I don’t care.” He wrapped his arms around me and I leaned into him, wishing the two of us could sneak into the bathroom and stay there until the plane landed.
But we had to care.
I squeezed him, wanting to stretch this moment on forever, but knowing I needed to stop it before it got out of hand. “I’m going to walk to my seat. You’re going to wait at least two minutes before you follow me. Understood?”
Mac saluted me and tapped his fingers on my chin. “Aye, aye.”
I shook my head, wanting to laugh. But we were already pushing our luck, trusting that everyone was too engrossed in their games, or books, or movies, or whatever they were doing to care about us at the back of the plane.
“Two minutes,” I said, pressing my finger to his chest. Wishing he was shirtless so I could cuddle against him and get lost in his embrace.
He shifted, adjusting himself, and grinned. “I have need of the bathroom. Two minutes. I promise.”
My core tightened, aching for an orgasm from Mac.
“I wish I could watch,” I whispered.
He stroked the side of my face, the longing radiating off him in palpable waves that took my breath away.
“I could leave the door open…”
“Mac!” I smacked his chest, letting my hand linger as we said goodbye.
The steps back to my seat were an odd sensation. Leaving Mac to take care of himself in the bathroom left me with an empty ache. But each step brought me back to Bash and the cozy cocoon he had created.
I slid over Bash’s legs, intentionally touching every point of him I could. A whispered growl blew out of him as my ass brushed his lap and I turned, expecting to see anything except for the flat expression waiting for me.
“Were you two trying to get caught?”
“You saw us?” The blood drained from my legs as I collapsed into my seat.
“You got up. Savage followed like two seconds later.”
