I slide my hand down, making sure to keep constant pressure, and use my middle finger to circle her clit. Her legs immediately shake, her pussy clenching around me so tight, my breath catches. “Fuck, what are you doing to me?” I question in a whisper. Either she doesn’t hear me, so lost in her own pleasure, or she knows I’m not looking for an answer.
This woman has me feeling things I didn’t know were possible, and not just this. The desire I have for her body. Which, right now, has my world spinning. It’s more than that.
“Ryan…” My name on her lips as she lets go has my ears ringing and my own legs shaking. My steady rhythm falters, and I drive into her one last time, rocking my hips into her as I come.The orgasm is so intense that my vision goes black, and I’m gasping for breath.
“Fuck, Tillie…”
“Pretty sure we just did,” she remarks.
I growl, resting my forehead on her shoulder. “Woman, one of these days, I am going to fuck that sassy mouth.”
“Now that sounds like a good time.”
I pull back, dropping her wrists, and she turns to face me, forcing my cock to slip free, and I hiss at the sudden loss. Reaching out, I devour her lips, my tongue sliding with hers for control. She wraps her hands around my cock, and even though I just had one hell of a release, it twitches back to life.
Tillie breaks the kiss, instantly dropping to her knees. I gaze down at her, an eyebrow raised in silent question.
“You were saying? Or was that all talk?” she questions, and I watch as her hand slips between her legs, her hips rocking side to side.
Chapter Nineteen
RYAN
We’re back on the jet, traveling to Florida, and I’m watching Matt flirt with Ava yet again, and I can’t help but smile.
Honestly, I can’t keep up.
First, Matt flirts with her, then Nate dances with her, and now Matt flirts with her again.
I have no idea who’s going to win this little battle.
I’m just glad I don’t have to fight with anyone to get my girl—she’s right here next to me.
Turning to Tillie, I wrap my arms around her shoulders and pull her to me. She leans in, and I run my finger along her chin, forcing her face up. I can’t help but lean down and press my lips to hers. Immediately, my cock tingles as the blood rushes, and it grows hard just from kissing her. She has that effect on meevery single time. Something I will never tire of.
Tillie seems to notice as her hand runs down my torso. My cock is throbbing, and I need a bit of relief, so I grab her hand, forcing it down onto my cock. She pulls away from the kiss with a gasp, removing her hand in a fit of giggles as she looks around frantically to see if anyone has noticed.
“Ryan!” she chides as her cheeks flush a bright crimson.
I laugh even though my cock is aching so badly against the seam of my jeans. “Don’t act shy now. You were anything but when I was fucking you against the window, or how about when my cock was deep in your throat, where anyone could see, given a chance,” I say quietly, and Tillie’s eyes widen like she can’t believe I would call her out on something so private.
Glancing around, I see Matt and Ava disappear down the back of the plane. What I want to do can’t be done here, and noone else seems to be paying any attention. So I stand, grabbing Tillie’s hand, which forces her to stand with me. She laughs as I drag her with me down the aisle of the jet.
“Ryan, what are you doing?”
I turn to face her as we get to the back of the jet, where the biggest bathroom is located, and waggle my eyebrows. “Mile high?” I smirk, and she gasps.
I open the door to a muffled moan, and we look in to see Ava on the sink with Matt pounding into her. They both stop and look at us.
Tillie laughs nervously as I quickly close the door.
“Fucker stole my idea,” I say.
Tillie bursts out laughing. “Guess you’ll have to wait till we get to the hotel. I’m sorry I am so irresistible.”
A deep, throaty growl echoes from my chest as I frown. “You have no idea, baby.”
She grabs my hand as muffled moans echo from inside the bathroom, and we both laugh as we turn and walk back down the aisle toward our seats.
