Pushing the thought away, I grab the two only two people I care about right now and practically drag them out into the night.
Climbing into the helicopter that night, as soon as the doors shut, I let out a gruff exhale. Reaching across the seat, I grab Hanna by the back of the neck and crash my mouth against hers, smearing her perfect red lipstick across her face as I kiss her deeply.
I can feel Ellis’s eyes on us from the backseat. He deserves so much worse after that stunt they pulled at the party.
“Just take me home,” she whispers as soon as I let her up for air. My dick is already hard in my pants as I start up the aircraft. This flight is going to be way too fucking long.
She squirms in her seat the entire way, and no one says a word. I feel his eyes on me as I fly, but I can’t look at him. There’s too much tension in our glances. Too many things left unsaid. Too many thoughts about what Zara said.
Once we land, I tear off my mic and pull her face back to mine, devouring her mouth. The electricity between us burns, and I’m waiting to explode. My hands are ravenous, unbuckling quickly and pulling her dress down until I have a handful of her breast against my palm, giving her a harsh squeeze.
I can’t stop kissing her, practically pulling her into my lap as I get a taste of every part of her body I can reach.
“Should we make him watch?” I ask, my lips against her neck. Ellis is still sitting behind us, watching with that lust-filled gaze. “After that little stunt you two pulled at the party.”
She smiles. “I think he likes to watch.”
“Did that feel good? His face between your legs, making you come with his tongue?” I ask, slipping down the zipper of her dress fast enough to make her gasp. It feels a shame to nearly tear it, but I’m desperate to have her naked.
“Yes,” she breathes.
“Were you thinking about me when he did it?”
“Yes.”
Once she shimmies the red fabric down her body, I slide my hand into the front of her lace panties, gliding easily through the moisture pooling there. I’m having a very hard time taking my time right now. I mean, we can’t even wait until we’re out of the aircraft. But it’s been a stressful day, and I’m tense, ready to explode. Ellis seems to pick up on this as he opens his door on my side, climbing out and opening my door next.
“I get the feeling Nash is a little tense tonight,” he says. Looking me in the eye, he says in his deep authoritative voice. “He’s been thinking about those beautiful red lips of yours around his cock all night, haven’t you?”
She bites her lip at him as she shifts in her seat until she’s kneeling. When her hands touch my belt, I shudder. Having their attention on me, both of them, I feel like I’m flying, weightless. As she unfastens my pants, Ellis slowly pulls my tie from my neck, gazing into my eyes. Just as she places her lips against my cock, he slams his lips against mine, kissing me harshly.
I am consumed, drowning in this pleasure.
His mouth on my mouth, hers on my cock. He pulls at the buttons of my shirt, and I’m breathless, gasping for air, and all I can think is how I never want this to end. This feeling right now could last me the rest of my life, and I’d finally be happy, at peace. And not just the pleasure, but the comfort. They are my safety net.
As she hums around me, I push her away quickly, afraid I’ll come too fast. In a frantic rush to get him as naked as I am, I tear as his buttons while she trails her lips up my stomach and everywhere but directly on my dick, which only drives me crazier.
Ellis is still standing in the open doorway while Hanna and I are still squeezed into the helicopter, putting his cock at the perfect angle for me. Once I have his pants undone, I eagerly reach into his boxers to wrap my hand around him, loving the way he moans my name as I do.
With his hand around my neck, he pulls me out of the cockpit, and we help her out after us,