I cut her off with my lips, my tongue diving into the warmth of her mouth. Her arm slides around my neck as her back presses into the sink. Grabbing her hips, I lift her up, her legs wrapped around my waist.
She lets out a soft moan as our centers press together, and I chuckle against her lips.
Turning us slightly so that she’s above the toilet, I set her on the closed seat so she’s standing before me.
“Pants off,” I whisper as I pull down her black joggers. I kiss the exposed flesh at her hips before fully exposing her.
“Carter, I—” she starts, but her words change into a small squeak as I lightly nuzzle her clit with my nose.
“Quiet, Kels,” I whisper, running my fingers along her strong, lean thighs, moving slowly up to the apex. Her hands fist my hair, tugging gently.
Knowing my time is limited, I begin feasting on Kelsey, my tongue and lips quickly finding a rhythm of licking and sucking that causes her hands to tighten, directing my motion. The memory of this morning is forever burned into my mind, so I add a finger, then two, curling them in time with my mouth.
Kelsey’s movements against me become erratic, and she lets go of my hair with one hand. Seconds later, she breaks with a muffled moan.
Still in my slightly bent-over position, I look up into her eyes as I lick her from my lips before wiping a hand to clear her release off myface. Seeing the arm she still has pressed across her mouth, I chuckle, a wave of pride flowing through me at the image.
Standing up fully, I kiss her collarbone and then her cheek.
“I’ll see you back out there,” I whisper, checking my face in the mirror to ensure I’m presentable.
Her eyes widen. “Wait. What about you?” she asks softly, moving to sit down in front of me and my raging erection.
“I’ll manage,” I say, adjusting myself. “I needed to taste you again. Everything else can wait until we get to another hotel room.”
She looks like she’s about to argue with me, so I say, “Plus, I don’t think we can be gone much longer without someone noticing.”
I lean in and give her another kiss, this time a soft one on her lips. Fucking delicious.
“See you soon,” I say before I slide out the door, thankful there isn’t anyone waiting.
Once I’m back in my seat, I start my movie again, but I’m interrupted by a large man sitting down in Kelsey’s seat.
“Oh, hey, Jaxon,” I say, pulling my earbuds out. “Do you want to go over the security plans for Japan?”
“God, no,” he says with a halfhearted wave, running a hand through his dark hair. He’s clearly exhausted, and I can tell it’s not just from the flight.
“You all right?” I ask, genuinely concerned.
“Just tired,” Jaxon mutters, slouching back into the seat.
“Do you need me to…” I trail off. “I actually don’t know how to help with that.”
Jaxonlaughs. “I just need someone to treat me like a normal person for five minutes.”
“Well, as I’ve never considered you anything but a normal person, I think I can handle that.”
As we exchange the usual banter, Kelsey walks past our row, her face illuminated by whatever she’s typing on her phone. She pauses for a moment, eyeing us both. I notice the brief flicker of curiosity in her eyes, but she quickly masks it with a practiced smile.
Jaxon follows my gaze to Kelsey and makes to get up. “I can move.”
While his attention is elsewhere, I subtly shake my head, answering her unspoken question about whether Jaxon’s noticed anything strange between us. She seems to accept the answer, nodding in return.
“No need,” Kelsey says to Jaxon with a friendly smile. “I need to chat with Annie about your interview schedule anyway.”
Jaxon watches her go, and for a moment, there’s a strange kind of quiet between us. The tension hangs there for a beat too long before Jaxon sighs, leaning back in his seat.
“Have you ever noticed how her smile is exactly like Izzy’s?” Jaxon asks, almost to himself.
