Page 48 of Dirty Pucker

I glance around for a seat and spot the first available one…which is right next to Del.

For a second, I hesitate. It’s gonna be weird for us to sit together during this flight, given we haven’t spoken since the last time we saw each other, when we were half-naked, I was sitting on his lap, my thighs nudging his hard cock…

But it would be even weirder if I walked past him without saying a word.

I walk up to the empty seat next to Del. “Is it okay if I sit here?” I try to smile, but I’m so nervous that all the muscles in my face feel stiff. I bet I look deranged.

The corners of his mouth curve up in an easy smile. “Of course.”

I settle next to him. We’re quiet as the rest of the team staff and players find their seats. The airplane doors close and the flight attendants start their safety demonstration.

“You a nervous flyer?” Del asks quietly.

I twist to look at him. “Huh?”

He glances down at my lap, where I realize I’m fidgeting with my seatbelt strap.

“Oh. No.” I let out an embarrassed laugh. “I just…”

I trail off as I look at him, his mahogany gaze fiery. My stomach flips.

He clears his throat. “So, um, about the other night. In the steam room.” His voice is low and quiet, which is good because my cousin is sitting two rows ahead of us and I don’t want him to find out what Del and I did in the steam room.

“Yeah?” I ask, my voice soft and breathy.

He clears his throat again and looks down. He rubs the back of his neck, then tugs at his tie.

When he looks at me again, his brow is furrowed and his eyes are shy. “If I did anything to make you feel uncomfortable, I’m really sorry.”

I blink at him, confused.

“You didn’t.” He blinks and his brow eases. “Del, you didn’t make me uncomfortable. At all.”

He lets out a breath. “I’m relieved to hear that.”

The plane engine kicks up and we start to roll forward on the runway.

“It’s just…I got carried away in the moment,” he says after a moment.

“I did too.” I bite my lips as I gaze at him. His stubbled cheeks flush. He flashes a shy smile. My stomach flutters.

This normally gruff guy is nervous and god, it’s so cute and endearing.

A question I’ve been dying to ask him since that night dances on the tip of my tongue.

I bite the inside of my cheek as we glide into the air. My ears pop as we gain altitude.

Part of me thinks I shouldn’t say it, that I should let the conversation end right here. We talked it out and made sure that we felt okay about it. We can move on as friends.

But the other part of me…the part that’s been fantasizing about Del for the past few days…wins out.

I turn to him and blurt out my question in a quiet voice so only he can hear. “What would you have done if Theo hadn’t interrupted us?”

I hold his gaze. My heart races and my nerves go haywire waiting for him to answer.

He pins me with that rich brown stare. “I would have kept kissing you. I would have ripped off that tiny bikini so I could feel every inch of your body on mine. And I would have made you ride my cock until you came so hard, you saw stars.”

I gasp softly, stunned and turned on that Del wanted me in that moment just as much as I wanted him.

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