I must’ve left my brain at the airport, but I’m too far past caring now.

When Kaya initially sat next to me, I took a deep breath and promised myself I wouldn’t harass the woman when we have to sit next to each other for a whole fucking 6 hours.

She’s a goddamned smoke show. Exactly my type. Exactly what I haven’t had in far too long. She bent to pick up a babies dropped pacifier in the aisle, and I got an eyeful of how tight her ass was in her pants.

Instant hard-on. She’s got dick sucking lips, too. Soft brown eyes, warm brown skin and a slight lilt to her voice. Screams private school.

I’m only human.

I wasn’t supposed to be on this flight. Like a dumbass, I overslept at my buddies place and missed the team flight. Phone died, so no one could reach me.

This was the only one with a seat left the same night. Just my luck, I got a seat next to a walking wet-dream.

When she said her sister wanted us to fuck, I was too shocked to tell her hell yeah, and she seemed bothered by it anyways.

But the moment she sat down again…

I don’t pretend to be a saint.

I nuzzle my face into the sweet curve of her neck, breathing deeply and feeling the flutter of her pulse. She’s holding her hat in her lap, and I nip lightly at her jawline, watching her hands clench on the cap.

Fuck, what I wouldn’t give to have her spread out in front of me on a bed right now.

I move slowly, so she knows she can stop me. My hand’s resting on her thigh and I trail my fingers to the waistband of her pants, feeling her tense.

“All you have to say is no, Kaija, and I won’t go any further.” I don’t get my rocks off on unwilling women. “We clear?”

She nods her head.

“Give me words, baby.” She inhales sharply, but those tempting lips breathe her consent. I slide my hand between the fabric and her skin, groaning silently when I realize there’s nothing else between my fingers and her body.

Goddamn, no panties.

I rub the pads of my fingers lightly over her mound, gently pulling back the hood of her clit with two fingers.

“Tell me what you like.” I speak against her ear again because ever time she shivers, I lose my mind a little more. It’s the best kind of crazy.

“I…,” her voice is honeyed and raspy, and she cuts off with a soft moan when I trace her labia softly, waiting for it to part under my touch. She’s a goddamned inferno, and the hot stickiness under my fingers tells me she’s either been ready for awhile or she melted immediately.

“If you can’t tell me…” I slide two fingers down until they’re resting just outside her pussy, and caress her like I’ve got all the time in the world, “We’ll have to go with trial and error.”

With my free hand, I turn her chin towards me and finally taste her lips. I taste the candy she ate earlier clinging to her like I am, and I fit my mouth to hers and swallow the gasp she makes when I plunge my fingers into her. She clutches my forearm with both hands, and I keep up a steady pace.

Fuck, there’s nothing I want more than for my cock to be where my fingers are. She’s tight as hell, gripping me every time I pull out. I can feel the ripple of her walls and I can’t think of anything that feels as…perfect as this woman’s pleasure.

“Did you just bite my lip?” I can’t stop my surprised smile when I pull back, and she presses my hand even closer.

“Harder,” she whispers, eyes heavy lidded and sensual.

I’m not going to be able to let her go when this plane lands.

“Bend your knee.” I kiss her forehead, and press small kisses along the side of her face as she moves up her leg, and I pull it so her thigh is resting over mine and I have much more access to what’s becoming my favorite place.

Thank god this blanket is a little sturdy. Even if it wasn’t, everyone immediately around us seems to be sleeping or engrossed in something.

Not that I’d care if someone was watching.

I work my fingers back inside with firm, deep strokes until she’s digging her nails into my arm and pushing her hips into my hand as much as she can.

I’m torn between deep satisfaction and frustration. I want to hear her beg for more, hear my name roll of her luscious lips, hear exactly how much she wants this.

“When we get off this flight, I’m going to drag you the nearest room and learn every part of you with my mouth,” I suck the soft skin of her neck, “Then I’m going to punish this pretty cunt of yours for driving me insane.”

She starts to shudder and I know she’s close, she’s clenching around my fingers.

“If it were up to me, I’d spread you out for everyone on this plane to see while I spanked your pussy and made you beg me to fuck you. Take your nipples between my teeth and leave my marks on this skin, a reminder of what a little slut you are.” I jerk her mouth to mine when she closes her eyes and sound starts to escape, and I relish in tangling our tongues and feeling her jerk in my grip.

When she settles, I pet her softly for a little bit before removing my fingers and bringing them to her mouth. I paint her lips with a little of her cum, and lick it off myself.

“Clean off the rest.” I rasp, my dick about to burst from my joggers. She hesitates, and I keep her gaze.

It’s not something she’s used to, but I’m curious to see if she’ll do it anyway. I’m not known to stay within too many boundaries. She holds my stare, and parts her lips, accepting.

I close my eyes, because feeling her tongue glide around my fingers and knowing she’s tasting herself is almost enough to make me blow without a single touch.

“I’ve never uh, done that.” There’s still a flush to her cheeks and her leg is still over my lap, but I can tell she’s trying to pull herself together.

“Something tells me that’s not the last time you’re going to tell me that.” I take her lips one last time, nipping her lower lip a little when I finally pull away. “You should get some rest. I’ve got plans for you.”

She settles against my side, and I close my eyes, willing my dick to stop throbbing.

It’s going to be a long flight, but at the end of it, I’m not letting her out of my sight.