Page 129 of That First Flight

He brings them to his lips, brushing my arousal along his bottom lip before both fingers disappear into his mouth. My lips part with lust and I’ve learned that nothing turns me on more than the fact that Oliver loves how I taste.

His eyes roll in the back of his head and he groans before pulling them out. “So fucking sweet.”

I cup his cheeks and press my lips to his, tasting myself on his tongue. Despite how hard that orgasm hit me, I want more of him. Actually, I don’t think I can getenoughof him.

“I need to be inside of you,” he says in a shallow whisper before he gets up and walks over to the corner of the room where he has our overnight luggage. I can’t help but stare at his perfect ass as he moves.

I feel like someone else right now.

I don’t know how to describe it, but he makes me feel strong and powerful.

“What are you doing?” I ask.

“I told you, I need to be inside of you.” He laughs as if I should already know just as he sits down on his knees to dig through the luggage. “I need a condom.”

“No,” I say quickly.

He stills just before he reaches for the zipper. He’s still on his knees when he turns around looking at me full of questions.

“I don’t want anything between us. I’m on the pill to control my periods,” I continue before he can ask anything.

“Are you sure? My tests were negative when I got tested back in January, and I haven’t been with anyone but you since then.”

Blood roars in my ears at his admission. Oliver really hasn’t been with anyone since me. Not that there was even a thought that he was because he never goes out anymore and he’s always home with me or Mackenzie.

But something about hearing him say it sends chills through my body. Only elevating how strong I feel right now.

A smirk grows on my lips as I take note that he’s still sitting on his knees besides the luggage. He hasn’t moved an inch to come near me yet.

“You weren’t kidding about gladly getting on your knees for me, huh?”

“I’d do anything for you, baby.” He still doesn’t move.

I sit down on the edge of the bed, feeling every bit of sexy with only his eyes on me. He makes me feel wanted. He makes me feel sexy. He makes me feel… loved.

I spread my legs just the slightest bit for him, holding myself up with one arm on the bed as I give him my best ‘come and get me’grin.

Oliver’s eyes land on my bare pussy as his tongue swipes across his bottom lip once before he brings it between his teeth. I use my other hands to call him to me with a crook of my finger.

“Come,” I tell him.

“Come,” she says in a low seductive voice.

No one can bring me to my knees the way Macey Evans can. My cock pulses at the tone of her voice.

There’s many ways I like Macey—when she’s in my kitchen, when she’s reading a book on my couch snuggled in the blankets, when she’s laughing. But nothing compares to strong and confident Macey.

I don’t waste another second because I meant what I said—I need to be inside of her. Especially after watching how she responded to just me fucking her with my hand.My god. Add that to the list of the many ways I like Macey.

I move to stand and she stops me.

“Crawl to me,” she says as her eyes twinkle full of mischief.

Fucking gladly.

My face splits in a grin as I drop to both hands. I keep my eyes secured on Macey’s and I’m confident she has the power to completely undo me with those eyes. The second my body starts moving across the floor, her lips part and I don’t miss the way she sucks in a sharp breath while she watches every move I take.

When I reach her feet, I lift one foot to sit on my shoulder as I rise to one knee. I turn my head the smallest amount so I can still keep her eyes stuck on mine as I press a kiss to the delicate spot on her ankle and don’t stop until I reach mid-thigh.

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