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Carter shakes his head in disbelief. “Those things don’t ever give anyone the right to do that without your permission.” He squares his shoulders, lets his feet fall to the floor, and pushes off the bed.
I run a hand through my hair, nervous about what he’s thinking. He already sees me as someone who has multiple hookups. I feel like shit. I never should have told him. I’m living up to the stereotype of a woman like me.
Carter slips on his boxers. “I’m such an asshole, Lina.”
What?Surprise sweeps across my face. “You didn’t do anything?”
“The masquerade ball.”
“The masquerade ball?” I ask, confused. But then Iremember when he cornered me in the library. “Oh, Carter. That’s not the same thing.”
Carter rubs the back of his neck and paces a few times before turning to me. “How is it not?”
I take a cautious step toward him and slide both my hands into his, which are hanging at his sides. “I never told youno.”
He lowers his head.
I raise a palm to cup his face. “I never told youno. You asked me too.” I smile, urging him to raise his head to meet my eyes. “I wanted you. I knew it was you all along.”
“I don’t even know what I was thinking.”
“Would you have stopped if I would have told youno?”
He squares his shoulders. “Offuckingcourse I would have.”
I smile. “I know,” I say, then my eyes flutter closed. “I don’t want to talk about it anymore. It was a long time ago. It’s not worth giving it more life.”
Silence.
Carter quickly closes the distance and dips his head to meet my sad eyes. “What can I do?”
“Hold me.” My voice is weak, but the instant I’m safely tucked into his strong arms, I know everything will be okay.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Carter
Lina wraps her legs tightly around my waist, and I push her back against the lavatory door while gripping the heavy fabric of her uniform skirt. I can’t believe we’re both on the same flight crew headed to Cabo San Lucas for the night.
“We have to hurry,” she breathes out. I waste no time, nestling myself into the heat between her legs. She’s already wet, allowing me to slide in easily.
“Fuck, I’ve missed being inside of you,” I groan into the sweet skin on her neck.
She giggles, fisting my hair. “You feel so good.”
Sliding my hands under the thin string of her panties, I get a better hold on her ass, securing her in place as I thrust into her.
“Mmm,” she moans.
Her pussy sucks me in deeper with every roll of my hips. I press my lips together, biting back a flurry of grunts threatening to escape at any moment. The sound of my rock-hard dick pushing through the moisture between her legs is the only thing we hear in this confined space. Lina’s head tips back, letting out a groan, which is a little louder than she probably wanted.
Without thinking, I capture her mouth, swallowing her littlenoises. As if giving her a vessel to relieve her pleasure, she clasped her hand around the back of my head to hold my face in place—using my mouth to breathe and moan into. It’s fucking hot and animalistic. Electricity shoots up my legs, causing my legs to almost buckle underneath me.
In less than five minutes, Lina and I get our fill of one another by reaching our climax. But once we’re finished, there’s no time for sweet talking or cuddling. It’s not like I don’t want to. I’d spend all day in here with her if I didn’t have a plane to fly.
“I’ll go out first, then I’ll distract everyone so you can come out,” she offers, peppering my neck with sweet kisses.
I nod, still panting and coursing with adrenaline. “Okay.”
