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Jay steals a kiss. “I take care of what’s mine. And you’re mine.”
I close my eyes as I press my lips to his. “You know…I could give you another one of my firsts today,” I whisper.
Jay’s eyes dance. “You’ll be happy to know that I plan to give you a first too.”
“You’ve never had sex on a plane?” I almost shout, gripping both armrests and sitting up straight.
“You act like I’m a manwhore,” he laughs.
I glare at him. “Before me, you were.”
Jay shrugs. “I barely remember that person anymore.”
“You don’t miss it?” I probe, if a little hesitantly. We’ve only been together for a few months, so even though he’s not sick of me yet, who’s to say he won’t eventually want what he used to have?
“Honestly?” he asks, one brow cocked, his eyes so bright the ice-blue color is almost azure.
The air between us crackles, and I swallow back the lump in my throat. It’s one thing to ask for the truth, but it’s another thing to hear it.
“Ye-yes,” I stutter.
With a finger hooked under my chin, he tilts it so I can’t look away. “The idea of anyone else makes me sick. The idea of someone other than me touching you, of someone other than you touching me …either scenario makes me want to hurt someone. I’m so fucking in love with you, Cat. I’d cut off my own hand before I’d betray you.”
I suck in air, trying to keep my heart from seizing. The intensity of this man, of his love, of his devotion, is intoxicating.
The jolt of the plane speeding forward doesn’t break our connection. “I need you,” I whimper.
Jay chuckles, his easy smile returning. “Don’t worry, Kitten. I’m going to spend the entire weekend making you come.” His hand drops from my jaw, and he delves beneath my shirt, snaking up under my bra and tweaking my nipple.
“Jay,” I pant, darting a glance at the flight attendant, who’s doing her best not to watch us.
He gives me an easy smile before tipping his chin up and calling, “Nadia, do me a favor. Unless I call for you, stay up front.”
Once she’s out of sight, Jay continues his teasing. “Look out the window, Kitten,” he whispers against my neck, then plants his lips there, searing my skin with hot kisses.
With the fingers of the hand not tangled up in my bra, he rubs me right where I need him.
“I can’t—you can’t,” I whisper. “I, oh my God. I can’t stay quiet.”
I squirm against him, my words in direct opposition to the way my body reacts to his touch.
He covers my mouth with his, licking at my lips until I let him in, then he kisses me stupid. The kiss goes on and on, all while he rubs me over my pants and simultaneously explores my breasts as he moans into my mouth. When he pulls both hands away and undoes his seat belt, I almost lose it.
“Jay!” I whisper-shout.
“Relax, Kitten,” he chuckles, “we’re in the air. It’s safe to move around.” He waves toward the window.
“Wh-what are you going to do?”
“I’m going to have my in-flight snack,” he says cheekily, dropping to his knees in front of me and shimmying my pants down my legs.
“Jay,” I beg. Though I don’t know what for. To keep going? To stop? My gaze is locked on the back of the brunette’s head. She’s sitting a few rows up but facing forward stiffly. I bite my lip. “She’ll hear us,” I whisper.
His blond hair falls to his forehead when he peers up at me between my bare thighs. “Good, let’s see how long it takes for her to start rubbing herself once you start moaning.”
“She wouldn’t,” I whisper.
He smiles. “Wanna bet?”
