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I clutch his biceps for stability, my palms slipping along his shirt's silky fabric. "What do you—"
My back collides into a wall, right as his hand descends upon my clit, slipping beneath my panties. I cry out when he rubs harshly, pushing off the wall only to knock into his chest, trapped between two immobile forces.
He curses loudly, resting a hand on the wall above me for support, while the other works me up and down. "You're drenched, Jules." With a grin, he watches me combust. "All this for me?"
My body writhes in my confinement, bumping into his chest then the wall and back again, pleasure scattering from the apex of my thighs, my eyes rolling to the back of my head.
"Look at me, baby."
Panting with fervent desire, I flutter my eyes ope—
Before I can even meet his stare, he plunges not one, but two fingers past my folds, and much to my surprise, I manage to take them all the way to the knuckles. Fire rips through me, mostly pleasure but also pain, as my inner walls clench tightly, stretching to compensate. Tilting his head, pumping fast, Hayden drinks in my reaction, wearing a triumphant smile.
"Look how worked up you got, just by sucking my cock. Your pussy's already begging for more." His fingers curl upwards, homing in on a spot that has me doubling into him. "Does that feel good?" He chuckles, already knowing the answer.
"Yessss," I whine and grind back against him.
"And what about this?" He adjusts his angle, working me vertically while simultaneously pushing in and out, his palm rubbing my clit as he buries deeper, the powerful sensation bursting like stars all around me.
Legs trembling, I whip a hand over my mouth, muffling a moan, abandoning my bravado about not caring who sees—we're right next to where the flight attendants sit, separated only by a door.
Hayden catches my glance, his glinting with amusement. "Awww, look at you, using your inside voice. How polite," he taunts. "That won't last long."
I shoot him a look, eyes narrowing, but I can only hold it for a split second, before he yanks the front of my bra down, spilling my breasts over the fabric, exposing my peaked nipples. Rumbling with hunger, he barrels into me, knocking my back against the wall, and suctions one between his teeth.
"Fuck!" I gasp, darting to cover my mouth.
He growls at that, pleased, flicking his tongue against my sensitive bud, sucking and toying with it, biting and tugging until it pops back to center, before he switches to the other with a groan.
I whimper as he drives into me still, crumbling at the attention, like putty against the wall—only to tense up when his ministrations grow stronger, more purposeful, steering me toward a blinding light that has me shaking, struggling to stay upright.
He groans again, meeting my eyes through his thick lashes, brimming with satisfaction, hiking me further up the wave of ecstasy, until I—
"I'm going to—"
I suck in a breath, anticipating him to deny my arrival like he did in the hot tub, except this time, his fingers stay right where they are. In fact, they thrust harder, keeping a punishing pace as he drops to his knees before me and splits my whole world in half.
I cry out on my release, loud enough that surely even the pilot hears, just when Hayden buries his face between my thighs, lapping and sucking my clit. Squeezing my eyes shut, I grip his hair instinctually, threading my digits through the silky locks, earning a drawn-out groan. The vibration tickles my sensitive flesh, urging me to grind against him shamelessly, riding out the waves while my interior walls clench around him.
When I'm all spent, quivering against him, he withdraws fingers drenched in my wetness, and immediately sinks them into his mouth, looking up at me. My lips part, my mind turning up utterly blank, as I can only stare while he sucks off the juices, his blue eyes brightening in an insatiable frenzy.
Popping them from his lips, his gaze swivels to my pussy.
"Hayden..." I whine, pinching my thighs, only worsening the throb at its apex.
"Just another taste, baby." He trails a touch up my legs. "Don't you want to be my good girl?"
When he palms my stomach, pressing me flat against the wall, I whimper, baring my thighs for him, earning another round of praise. He spreads my puffy lips and hisses below his breath, "So wet," before swiping a tongue through my center, searing brutal pleasure when he reaches my clit.
"Fuckkk," he grunts. "Your pussy is so sweet, Jules."
A chorus of mewls fumbles from my mouth, when he makes another pass. And God, does he look positively sinful. Bare from the waist down, with a collared button-up draped off his shoulders, his hair tousled in the sexiest way, and strong abs that ripple to each of his movements, above a glorious erection that's still raging.
I flush when he catches me staring at it.
"You think you're ready for me, hmm?"
"Yes," I say, despite the waver in my tone, nibbling my lip.
