Page 107 of My Brother's Best Friend

I tensed and crossed my thighs, squishing Alec’s hand in the process. But his fingers were already buried so deep inside me, massaging my G-spot, that I couldn’t even think straight anymore. So, I sat there, smiling back like a dumbass, head in a daze.

She looked at me quizzically, then at Alec, who gave her his signature smirk.

“Maybe some water with ice?”

After snapping my gaze to him, I narrowed my eyes.

“Wonderful,” she said. “I’ll be back in a moment.”

Once she disappeared, I sat back in my seat and stared at the headrest in front of me, attempting to act as cool as humanly possible. Like my boyfriend’s fingers weren’t buried deep inside me at this very moment.

“Alec—”

“Here is the glass of water with ice, sir,” the flight attendant said, handing him the glass over me. Her fingers lingered on his longer than they had with the other passengers, and jealousy ticked inside me.

“Thank you,” Alec said, placing it in his lap.

“Is that all?” she asked.

Alec moved his fingers back and forth against my G-spot. “You sure you don’t want anything, Cupcake?”

I cut my glare to him and cleared my throat. “No, that’s fi—holy.”

Alec chuckled softly, moving his fingers faster inside me. “Sorry about her. She gets cranky when she’s tired. That’s all we need right now. We’ll turn our light back on if we need anything else from you.”

After smiling at us, she headed back to her station.

“What do you think you’re doing with that water?” I asked.

“The water?” he repeated. “Nothing. But the ice …”

He fished an ice cube out of his cup, then straight-up dropped it between my cleavage. I slapped a hand over my mouth to muffle a scream, body jerking in the first-class seat. One of Alec’s arms wrapped around my waist to hold me still, the other gliding the ice cube around against my breast and to my nipple from outside my shirt.

My nipple hardened as the ice cube slowly melted against it. I gripped on to his thigh, my breath catching in the back of my throat. Alec pressed his mouth against the column of my neck, then to my ear.

“Touch yourself for me while I play with your tits, Cupcake.”

“Alec,” I whimpered.

“Don’t make me say it again, or another ice cube goes down your shirt.”

Once I sucked in a sharp breath, I pushed my hand between my thighs and drew my forefinger across my slit. Alec pinched my nipple through my wet shirt and tugged. Warmth exploded through my core, and I pressed two fingers against my clit.

“Good girl,” he praised into my ear. “Just like that.”

“Nmpft,” I whimpered. “Alec …”

“You’re doing so good for me,” he whispered. “Rub your clit faster.”

Squeezing my eyes closed, I moved my fingers faster and faster against my clit and bit back another moan. He captured both my nipples between his fingers and pulled on them, harder this time.

“Have I ever told you how much I love your tits?” he growled into my ear.

He released my nipples and dropped his hands to underneath my full breasts, his thumbs still on my sensitive buds, moving back and forth and back and forth as he bounced my tits. I rubbed myself faster, building myself up quickly.

“Look at these titties bounce,” he murmured. “You’re a filthy little slut.”

A moan escaped my throat, and I slapped my hand over my mouth, pleasure exploding through my entire body. My legs shook uncontrollably, the orgasm rushing through me.

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