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Brushing up against her, he slid the pocket door closed behind them. Turning the simple lock, he watched her as she moved to face him. Noticing the amusement in her eyes, he couldn’t help but grin. It felt good to see all of her worries melt away.

“Do you want to be the big spoon, or the little spoon?” he asked, perfectly content with whatever she chose.

Taking half of a step forward in the tight space, she pressed her body against his. Moving her hand to the hem of his black tee, she began to pull the cotton fabric upwards. Maintaining eye contact, she leaned upwards, bringing her lips a scant inch from his.

“I don’t want to sleep, yet,” she whispered, raising his shirt higher.

Narrowing his dark eyes, he gave her a sinful smirk. It excited him to know that she still wanted him just as badly as he wanted her. “I was hoping you would say that,” he said, catching her lips in a needy kiss.

Sliding her lips and tongue over his in a game of give and take, she helped him out of his shirt. Reluctantly pulling away to rip the fabric up over his head, she let her eyes fall to his bare chest. Drifting her gaze across his skin, she was surprised to see a handful of new surgical scars. Apparently, the attack did more damage than he had led her to believe.

Noticing the worried look in her eyes, he raised his hand to cup the side of her flushed face. Leaning in, he tried to reassure her.

“Hey...I’m ok,” he breathed.

Giving him a nod, she pushed her concerns to the back of her mind. Tossing his shirt to the floor, she met his eyes. She hoped he wasn’t just telling her that.

“I’m ok,” he repeated, brushing his full lips across hers.

Taking his word as gospel, she returned his soft kiss. A warm shiver raced down her spine as her hands moved to the waistband of his dark jeans. Unbuttoning the fly, she deepened the kiss as her fingers slipped between his boxer briefs and skin.

Groaning as her fingers grazed his hardening cock, he dropped his hand from her face. Wanting to rid himself of the restrictive clothing, he broke away from her parted lips. Quickly pulling the denim and underwear from his lower half, he kicked them fromhis long legs. Giving her a roguish grin, he gently grasped her hand and placed it around his thick cock.

“See what you still do to me?”

Wrapping her fingers around his girth, Lexi slowly began to pump his length. Watching his face twist in pleasure, she gave him a teasing smirk. “You should take off my clothes so you can see whatyoustill do tome,” she dared, releasing her hold on his cock.

Not needing to be told twice, he quickly set to work. Grasping her white v-neck shirt, he quickly rid the fabric from her torso. Reaching around her, he attempted to undo her beige bra. Fumbling with the clasp, he let out a tiny growl.

“Why...why do they make these things so...fuckinghardto—”

Before he could finish his sentence, he finally unhinged the metal clasp. Beaming in triumph, he helped her wiggle out of the bra. Letting his eyes take their fill of her breasts, he felt his mouth water. He always found her shape to be beautiful, but there was something that drove him wild when she looked like this.

Laughing lightly at his tiny battle with her bra, she stopped herself as she noticed his face change. He had turned into the hungry wolf that always hid inside. It made her belly fill with butterflies. Oh, how she had missed that look.

Wanting to see more of her, he quickly rid her of her yoga pants and cotton underwear. Throwing the articles of clothing to the opposite side of the sleeping cabin, he fell on his knees before her. Raking his gaze over her nude body, he memorized every womanly curve. Her body was in the in-between, he couldn’t wait to see it change over the next few months.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he said huskily, moving to run his fingertips up her bare leg.

Swallowing hard, Lexi’s heart beat soundly in her chest. She didn’t feel beautiful with the new stretch marks striping her hips but knowing he didn’t see her imperfections was the confidence boost she needed. Boldly spreading her legs, she took in a jagged breath as his fingers danced towards her inner thigh. Feeling the jet lunge forward as it accelerated, she reached for his shoulders to steady herself. Grounding her feet, her eyes widened in surprise. Between the motion of the airplane and his wanton touch, she worried she may crumble to the floor.

Holding his body still, Kade waited patiently for her to gain her bearings. Arching a dark brow, he motioned towards the mattress with a flick of his head. He was hoping to worship her from this angle, but it would probably be safest if they moved their tryst onto the bed.

“Why don’t you lie down?”

Looking over her shoulder, she hummed a reply. Eager to begin, she let go of his shoulders and stepped towards the bed. Pulling back the scarlet comforter, she climbed on top of the firm mattress without a second thought.

Standing to full height, he quickly followed behind. Waiting for her to move herself towards the center of the full-sized bed, he eased himself onto the foot of the mattress. “Lie back and spread your legs for me,” he said, his voice thick with desire.

“Mmm...yes,Sir,”she replied.

Doing exactly as she was told, she fell back onto the mattress. Parting her legs wide, she cheekily let her right-hand trail to herexposed cunt. Keeping her eyes glued on his serious face, she began to toy with herself.

Clenching his jaw, he watched her play for a handful of long seconds. If they had more time he would draw this out, ordering her to make herself cum again and again. Unfortunately, time wasn’t on their side and his patience was wearing thin.

“Stop. My tongue should be doing that,” he ordered, reaching to lovingly push her hand from her pussy.

“Oh? Is that so?” she asked, amusement dancing across her features.

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