“Oh, God!” Emily’s back arched, her beautiful breasts thrusting skyward as her release tore through her.
“Fuck,” Kieran ground out, slamming into her one final time, his own shudders of release racking him.
I’d never seen anything as perfect as that moment.
“Don’t move,” Kieran commanded as he pushed to his feet and disappeared to the back of the plane.
I watched Emily, held her stare as she waited patiently for him to return. I could see the color returning to her flushed cheeks, her brown eyes still glittering with desire. She was hot and ready, not at all ashamed, either. That simple fact made me want her all the more. I wanted to dirty her, to do filthy things to her just to see how much she could take.
I grunted as a bolt of heat slammed into me.
“Are you mad?” she asked, her arm banding over her breasts.
“Don’t cover yourself,” I told her, my voice vibrating with the tension coiling inside me.
Her arm dropped back down.
“I like to look at you, Em. You’re so fucking beautiful.” I let my gaze rake over her once before moving back to her face. “Why would I be mad?”
“Because I had sex with Kieran.”
Admittedly, I had never expected Emily to be quite so blunt, but I happened to find it sinfully sexy. The woman wasn’t shy about what she wanted, and I had to wonder if that was because she’d been denied her entire life. Anything she could’ve enjoyed had always been kept at arm’s length or denied her completely, and it looked as though she was making up for lost time.
“Definitely not,” I admitted. “Like Kieran told you, I enjoy watching.”
Kieran returned then with a washcloth. His clothes were pristine once again, as though he hadn’t had an explosive orgasm just minutes before. He proceeded to clean Emily carefully as he moved over her, his mouth finding hers once more.
“I need my clothes,” she told Kieran when he pulled back.
“Not yet.” I took a seat on the sofa across from them. “Come here, Em.”
Her gaze darted to Kieran before she slowly sat up.
“Go on, love,” he encouraged, his hands gliding over her soft, smooth skin as he helped her to her feet.
If she was embarrassed to be naked while we were both fully dressed, I couldn’t tell it. She gave no outward sign that she was bothered, but her nipples had formed tight little points, telling me she was turned on.
When she stepped over to me, I motioned for the floor between my legs. “Kneel.”
Her gaze met mine as she eased down onto her knees.
Reaching forward, I rubbed my thumb across her lower lip. “I want that sweet mouth on my cock. Kieran told me how good it felt when you sucked his dick.”
Her eyes flashed with heat, but she didn’t move.
I freed my cock from my slacks and firmly gripped my iron-hard shaft all while she held my stare, never looking away, even when I brushed the swollen head across her chin.
“Does it bother you that he told me?”
She shook her head. “No.”
“Good. Because we tell each other everything.” I caressed her hair. “Take me in your mouth, Em.”
“Say please,” she taunted.
I smiled. “Please.”
Her little pink tongue swept across the head, making me inhale sharply.
