“Is it true?” I ask, and her brows pull together.
She pulls away so she's sitting up. “Of course, it is.” She says as if it were a no-brainer, and I bite my cheek not to smile.
“What was it you said in Italy?”
She looks confused before the realization crosses her face, and she shrugs with a guilty smile. “I have no clue what you're talking about, mister.”
“No?”
She starts shaking her head before I flip us over so I'm on top of her, and she lets out a shriek as I hold her hands above her head. “What was it you said in Italy?”
She shrugs again as she bites back a laugh, and I bury my face in her neck to bite her. She squirms and laughs under me, and a smile reaches my mouth at the beautiful sound of her laugh. I pull away to watch her and wish I could marry this woman right now on this plane. She consumes my every waking thought, and I know it sounds so damn unhealthy, but I have no clue what I'd be doing on this earth if she wasn't in my life. She is everything to me.
“You're so lucky you have these pretty dimples.” I kiss her cheek as I let go of her hands.
“Why am I lucky?” She kisses my nose, a bright smile still playing on her lips.
My hand slips into her shirt before I steal a kiss. “Because I was going to fuck you until you really did forget ever saying what you said, but now I just want to kiss you softly.”
My lips are on hers before she can reply, and when her tongue slides into my mouth, and her legs wrap around my waist, I almost take back what I said, but she pulls away first. “I don't think I want to be lucky.”
A smirk touches my lips, but as I reach for her pants, she puts her hand over mine. “Later.”
“Now.”
She starts shaking her head no as I nod yes in return.
“My brothers are right outside. Are you crazy?” She whispers now, but that didn't even pass my mind.
I take a second to think and it doesn't take much longer to make up my mind. “I don't care. Take your clothes off, please.”
She also looks like she's thinking about it, and a smile grows on my face when she glances at the door. “We have to be very quiet.” She whispers again, and I kiss her neck.
“I make no promises.” I bring my hand between her legs again, and she closes them.
“Liam!” She whispers, and my dick is hard solely from how nervous she is of getting caught. She shakes her head at herself, but a mischievous look plays in her eyes. “Go lock the door.”
I quickly rise from the bed before locking it, and when I turn back to her, she still has her clothes on. I throw my shirt aside, and in the few steps it takes to get to her, I’m already bare for her.
“Are you going to make me rip your clothes off, or are you going to get it?”
She shakes her head at me as she pulls her shirt over her head, but as she reaches for her pants, I pull on the middle of her bra, and it snaps like a twig.
“I was going to get it!”
“You took too long. Take your pants off and lay on your stomach.”
She does as she’s told with no hesitation, and I smile down at her as she watches the door nervously. I kiss my way up her back before leaning into her ear. “This is your last chance, Sage.”
I bring a hand between her legs and rub her clit. “They’ll hear us no matter how hard you try to keep quiet.” I kiss her cheek softly, and she’s dripping for me. “Say no.” I push two fingers into her entrance. “Tell me to stop.”
She lets out a soft moan, and when she turns her face to me, she brings her lips to mine. I waste no time sliding into her, and the minute I do, she moans into my mouth.
I pull away and suck on her neck as I fuck her. She tries her best to keep quiet, and her efforts are cute, but I pound into her a bit harder, and she fills the whole room, maybe the whole plane, with her moans.
“I think Sire heard that.” I kiss her cheek and notice she’s biting her lip now, so I fuck her harder.
“Liam!”
