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He spanks me again and I lock eyes with his reflection.

“Why did you spank me? I said it,” I murmur with the little breath I have left.

“I know, but I love the way your arse moves and feels.” His grin is devilish.

His hands travel to my breasts. He slows down as he studies me.

“Do you see what I see?” he asks before biting my shoulder.

“I’m starting to.”

As soon as the words leave my mouth, he pulls back and thrusts hard and deep, rocking me so I have to press against the mirror to stop from falling. But if I did, Niki would catch me.

He pulls me against his chest and holds me against him like he did on the bed, with one hand against my ribcage as he rails me. He grabs my hips and pulls me against him repeatedly.

“I’m so close,” I shout, remembering the pilots and crew can hear us.

“Rub your clit. Keep shouting how much you want this, want me.”

“Niki, make me come,” I shout as I rub my clit, slippery with my arousal. My teeth rip at my lip as I teeter on the edge of climax.

“Come on my cock, on a fucking private jet. Show everyone how my beautiful angel sounds when she comes on my dick.”

I fall over the edge. I gasp and suck air as my body shatters with orgasm. He keeps thrusting inside me, never letting go, as stars and sparks and every goddamn firework ever created explodes in my head.

“So fucking sexy when you come,” he says between gasping breaths as he comes inside me. His entire body shakes as he presses himself to me.

As his breath slows, he kisses my shoulders and down my back.

“I didn’t know it could be like this,” he whispers.

CHAPTER 56

Niki

Ilean back in my office chair, moving papers around. I want to sit beside Rosie and watch her work. I’ve barely seen her all week.

I stride to my doorway and bracket it with my arms. Her cheeks pink. The way she ignores me makes me feral. I imagine throwing her over her desk and growling until everyone leaves.

“You’ve got your call with your counsellor in ten minutes,” she says with a side-eye. She gives incredible side-eye.

“I’ve missed you this week. I’ve enjoyed spending the last four days between the garages discussing our strategy for Canada next week, but I get distracted remembering our weekend,” I murmur.

She wets her lips but continues typing.

“Look at me, angel,” I demand.

She tries to hide her grin as she stares at me, but it’s obvious over the rim of the coffee mug she forces to her mouth.

“I needed a break from you,” she replies, and for a second, my heart pauses. “Because you exhausted me this weekend. Ican’t believe we spent Sunday night and Monday morning ticking things off the sexy bucket list you made me create.”

“Are you telling me you didn’t want to try shower sex and fucking outdoors?”

After a few seconds where her cheeks glow and her eyelashes flutter, she says, “Do you want to come to mine tonight and hang out with me and Tabi? Sasha’s out.” Her fingers tremble on her keyboard as she babbles. “It will probably include a movie about princesses. I’ll make sure the place is as clean as possible, and I’ll?—”

I stride towards her and kneel beside her desk. “I’d love to. I want to get to know Tabi better.”

She lets out the breath she was holding. “Good. But you shouldn’t stay over. One step at a time.”