Now I smoothed her tangled hair away from her flushed face. “You left me no choice.”
The room vibrated as the plane picked up speed.
She turned her head, lowering her eyes as a tear slid down her cheek.
Leaning in, I licked the salty track from her skin.
Using the momentum of the plane and the steady hum beneath us, I moved again, slow and unrelenting.
“Don’t you dare.”
Ignoring her, I thrust deeper as her body spasmed around me.
“Come on, baby. Use that anger.”
She tried to claw at my face in response, but I caught her wrists.
“I hate you,” she spat.
“I know,” I said simply, knowing I deserved every ounce of her hate.
I placed an open-mouthed kiss on her throat.
She shifted her head to the other side.
I changed my grip on her wrists to one hand, grasped her jaw, and forced her to face me.
Despite her struggles, I ran my mouth over her, dragging my teeth along her lower lip before claiming her mouth.
My clasp on her face prevented her from biting as I swept my tongue inside.
Her body stiffened beneath mine, resisting, but it didn’t take long for her to moan and soften.
“Come for me,” I growled against her lips.
She whimpered and tried to turn her head again.
I strengthened my hold on her throat. “Don’t deny us both.”
I kissed her. It was a hard, unrelenting kiss that showed no quarter.
She broke the kiss, throwing her head back as her body stiffened. Her cunt squeezed around my cock. Her arms jerked against my grasp, and she wrapped her legs around my hips, anchoring me inside her.
I’d never hate-fucked a woman into submission before.
It was intoxicating.
The intensity of her release sent me over the edge.
Blood pulsed through my veins as my cock swelled. I shifted my hands to cradle her head while I slammed my mouth down on hers, before releasing my seed inside her, forcing her to swallow my scream of pleasure.
I collapsed just to the side of her body, careful not to crush her with my weight before rolling onto my back and tucking her into my side.
I pushed my fingers into her hair and kissed the top of her head. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. You are going to love Italy.”
CHAPTER 25
SEBASTIAN