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After breaking open the M&M’s, I popped one into my mouth and peered back over at Charlie, who curled his lips into a smirk. I arched my brow, wondering what he was up to, and pushed an M&M between his lips, hoping that’d make him happy.

When he still didn’t look away, I lowered my laptop screen a bit and turned toward him. “Why does it look like you’re not up to any good?” I whispered because I knew his smirk all too well. He was up to something.

Charlie finally pulled his gaze away from mine and gestured to his lap.

Or more like the bulge in his pants that he wasn’t hiding at all!

Fuck.

Since Charlie had told me that he threw my birth control in the trash this morning, my pussy had been throbbing. I’d had to control myself around him because he was nervous this morning so I didn’t want to jump his bones.

But … my panties were soaked, and I was aching for him to be inside me.

I cannot wait to get to the hotel!

“I need your help,” he murmured into my ear.

“Charlie,” I whisper-yelled at him. “We’re tens of thousands of feet in the air!”

He curled a finger around a strand of my red hair and tugged. “Please.”

I looked around to make sure nobody was watching. “Charlie, no.”

“But you’re so pretty,” he said, louder than I’d expected. “I can’t help it.”

After I literally forced myself to turn away from him—because if I didn’t, then I would actually reach underneath his tray and start jerking him off—I reopened my laptop and swallowed hard. My nipples were aching to be tugged on inside my bra.

In my peripheral vision, I saw Charlie place a hand on his bulge and squeeze.

Fuck.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!

“Please,” he whispered, begging almost, which was hot as fuck.

My pussy clenched, and I pressed my thighs together. When I didn’t respond or start working again, Charlie slipped his hand underneath my blanket and into my pants. I sat up taller, glancing around nervously.

I chewed on the inside of my cheek. “Charlie! What if someone sees us?”

“Oh well.”

“Oh well?!”

“Come on, Athie,” he whispered into my ear. “Let’s get you pregnant.”

Warmth exploded through my core, and I clenched hard on his fingers.

He did not just say that with people behind us and the flight attendants just a couple of aisles back!

He pulled his fingers out of me and unbuckled my seat belt without giving me the option of arguing.

“Charlie …” I whispered.

He wrapped a hand around the front of my throat and pressed his mouth to my ear. “Be a good girl for me and meet me in the restroom. I’ll be there in two minutes to fill your cunt with my cum.”

My entire body suddenly erupted with tingles. Charlie stood and stepped into the aisle. I swallowed hard and scooted out of my seat and headed straight for the restrooms up front. The whole plane was about to see us with the restrooms being up here!

After peering back at Charlie, who slid back into his seat, as if he had innocently let me out, I slipped into the crammed restroom and shut—but didn’t lock—the door behind me.