CHAPTER 33

ALICIA

“You’re going to have to be quiet,” Jared growled in my ear, kissing me hard before turning me around and pinning me against the small counter with his hips.

The bathroom was narrow, with barely enough space between the wall and counter for both of us but it worked for me. I could feel every hard inch of Jared pressed up against my back, watching in the mirror as he lowered his head and started kissing my neck.

My head fell back onto his broad shoulder as I reached behind me for his zipper and wiggling my hand into the waistband of his briefs, moaned when I found him already hard and ready. Lifting his half-lidded gaze to mine, he nipped my earlobe. “I said quiet.”

Swallowing another moan at the rough, lusty tone of his voice and the erotic sight of us in the mirror, I nodded and bit my lower lip, intent on keeping it down.

I fumbled with his zipper, relishing his sharp intake of breath when I palmed his hot length. Not to be outdone, Jared shoved my strapless dress down, his big hands closing over my breasts. My nipples grew into hard little peaks under his touch.

Jared tore the lacy cup of my bra down, turning me around to drop his head to my chest. He puts his hands under my ass and lifted me onto the countertop, stepping between my thighs and pressing his hard bulge against my thin panties.

Scooping my face to his, he crushed his lips to mine, grinding against me as we kissed, moving his hips in a way that drove me crazy. His hands left me for a second to shove his jeans over his ass, revealing tight, black boxer briefs.

My hands slid under his T-shirt, feeling his hard muscles and wishing we had time and space for skin-to-skin contact. But not today, not here.

Reaching down to cup his crotch again, I massaged him, groaning so loudly, Jared lifted a hand and clamped it over my mouth.

“Shh, unless you want everyone to know what’s going on in here.”

I shook my head, looping my arms around his neck to pull him to me. If I had his mouth on mine, I got to kiss him and muffle whatever sounds escaped at the same time.

Win, win.

One of his hands disappeared and then he broke apart our kiss to tear a condom open with his teeth. Dropping his hand slowly, he used his free hand to lift his briefs from his cock. He let the package fall to the floor and slid the latex down his length.

He was panting a little when his eyes met mine again. “You still okay with this?”

Looking like he’d go mad if I said no, he waited for my answer. I lifted my butt one cheek at a time and wiggled out of my panties, letting them fall away from my feet as I spread my legs.

“I’m sure.” I nodded.

Groaning quietly, he guided himself to the hot wetness between my legs. I was swollen and desperate, needing him inside me now. He didn’t disappoint. Sliding the head of his shaft to my heated entrance, Jared looked me in the eyes and drove his hips forward.

Hands on my ass, his fingers dug into my flesh as he drove himself into me in a heated frenzy. I wrapped my legs around his firm butt and adjusted myself until I was positioned just right. Every forceful movement of his hips rubbed my clit, sending shudders of pleasure rocketing through me.

My hands were in his hair, holding him against me as he slammed our bodies together. I kissed him hard, clinging to him as waves of ecstasy thundered through me.

My climax came hard and fast. It started in my clit and raced through my body. Crying out, I was vaguely aware of Jared’s hand closing over my mouth again.

Spasms rocked my body, my muscles clenching and pulsing so powerfully, Jared grit his teeth and spiraled into his climax right after me. His hips twitched as he found his release, his teeth sinking into my shoulder to keep from letting any noise escape.

His chest sagged against mine when he was done, his strong arms supporting me by winding around my back. Jared chuckled softly, his breath feathering across the sweat-dampened skin on my neck. “That was a great idea.”

“Glad you approve.” I smiled against his forehead. Dropping a quick kiss on his temple, I extricated myself from his grip and turned to survey the damage. Studying my reflection in the bathroom mirror, I decided I didn’t look like a complete train wreck. My lips were swollen and my hair a little mussed, but it wasn’t so bad. My cheeks were flushed and my eyes big, but there was nothing I could do to change that.

“I’ll go first,” I told Jared, smoothing my dress down. I might’ve chosen this particular outfit for its easy access earlier. It would be lying to say the thought of doing what we’d just done hadn’t occurred me while I’d been getting dressed.

Jared didn’t want to turn down the invitation to join the mile- high club, and I hadn’t wanted to waste the opportunity.

I didn’t know what the rules about this kind of thing were on private planes, but we could’ve gotten arrested several times over for what we’d just done on a commercial airliner. I’d never been on a private plane before with a guy I was intimate with, and the opportunity was too good to pass up.

A girl had to live a little, and Jared definitely made me feel alive. If all I was going to get from him was fun, I was milking every last drop of it out of this that I could.

“Okay,” he agreed, cracking open the door to peek outside. “I think the coast is clear.”

I jutted my chin out and left the bathroom, only to deflate like a balloon when I saw Caleb’s eyes flicker up toward the bathroom I’d just come out of. Coast is clear, my ass!

Jared and I weren’t a secret, exactly. Some people knew about us, like Kelly. And Nick probably put things together after the Veteran’s benefit. But we also weren’t advertising it.

The plane was quiet, the guys all immersed in screens of some kind. Only Caleb seemed aware of me moving about the cabin back to my seat.

Jared slid into his beside me not a minute later, snapping his seat buckle into place with a lazy, satisfied half-smile on his lips. I leaned over, coming down from my bubble of orgasmic bliss with nervous jitters running down my spine.

“I think Caleb saw us.”

He didn’t flinch, his eyes darting to his brother’s before landing on mine. Reaching out to grab my hand, his thumb ran gently across my knuckles, and he planted a swift kiss on my shoulder. “Don’t worry about it. It’ll be okay.”

He didn’t let go of my hand, drawing lines over the back of it until I felt the tension slowly start to melt off. Somehow, I trusted him when he told me everything would be fine.

It also didn’t escape my notice that this was the first time I was seeing this side of him. The human side. Jared-freaking-Larsen was trying to comfort me. Who would’ve ever imagined that?