Page 10 of Triplet Babies for Pucking Christmas

The kiss is soft at first, gentle even, but it immediately sends a shockwave through me. My breath catches, and my fingers dig into the armrest as his mouth moves over mine.

It’s like everything else falls away—the turbulence, the plane, the fear. There’s just him, his lips, the heat of his body next to mine.

I kiss him back, harder, and it’s like something snaps. His hand slides to the back of my neck, pulling me closer, and I let out a small sound, lost in the feel of his lips on mine, the way he’s kissing me like he’s been waiting forever to do it.

The turbulence fades into the background, but we’re still kissing, completely oblivious to the fact that the plane’s steady again. It’s intense, and when we finally pull back for air, I’m breathless.

“Whoa,” I say softly, staring at him.

His lips curve into that sexy smirk again. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Savannah.”

I don’t know what to say to that, so I just blink at him, my heart racing from the kiss.

Then his hand moves lower, and I gasp as I feel his fingers graze my thigh. He’s quick to pull off his jacket and lay it overme, covering the fact that his hand is inching its way up my leg, teasing the edge of my skirt.

“What are you…?” I breathe out, but my voice trails off as he rips a small hole in my tights with one swift motion, his fingers slipping inside.

“I’m giving you something you’ve never had before,” he murmurs against my ear, his voice low and dark. “Relax. Let me take care of you.”

My body reacts instantly, heat pooling low in my belly as his fingers start to move, teasing me through the thin fabric of my panties.

I gasp, my hand flying to his arm, gripping him as I try not to make a sound. We’re still on a plane, for God’s sake.

“Tell me to stop,” he growls in my ear.

But then his fingers dip beneath the fabric, finding my most sensitive spot, and I can’t stop the small moan that escapes me. It’s so much—too intense. My body’s reacting to him in ways I’ve never experienced before.

Every touch, every stroke of his fingers sends jolts of pleasure through me, making it harder to remember that we’re still in public.

“Don’t stop,” I gasp.

His lips brush against my ear again. “Quiet, Savannah.”

I bite my lip, trying to keep the sounds at bay as his fingers keep moving, circling in just the right spot. It’s like he knows my body better than I do, and all I can do is hold onto his arm as my world narrows down to the feel of his touch.

I glance around, my heart hammering—not from the turbulence, but from the insane reality of what’s happening. A few passengers are glancing out the windows or talking to each other, but no one’s paying attention to us. Thank God.

Jared’s fingers pick up speed, and I’m barely hanging on. “Jared…” I whisper, breathless. My thighs tremble under histouch, the pressure building inside me like an impending explosion.

“Shh.” His voice is like velvet, coaxing me closer to the edge. “Let go.”

I squeeze my eyes shut, my body shaking as I give in, my mind going blank as the orgasm crashes over me. I clamp my hand over my mouth to muffle the moan, my body writhing under his jacket.

His fingers slow, teasing me through the aftershocks, and I slump back into the seat, completely spent. I can’t believe that just happened.

Jared leans back, his fingers retreating, but his eyes stay on me, dark and full of heat. “Now you’ve had at least one orgasm that happened due to someone else, Savannah,” he murmurs, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

I blink at him, still panting, my brain struggling to catch up with my body. “Holy shit…”

His smirk grows, his hand slipping out from under his jacket and resting back on my knee like nothing happened. Meanwhile, my entire body feels like it’s been lit on fire, and I’m pretty sure I’ll never be the same again.

“That…was…” I can’t even finish the sentence.

“Good?” he offers, that damn smirk still playing on his lips.

I nod, completely dazed. “Good doesn’t even cover it.”

He chuckles softly, then leans in and presses a quick kiss to my cheek. “Glad to be of service.”

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