The pilot's voice on the aircraft speakers echoed and they were advised of the departure. The lights went dim and they're preparing for take off. The aircraft’s business class was quiet so August couldn't express how shock she was hearing Flynn’s words.
All the aircraft crew went to their seats as the lights go dimmer and she gasped when she felt Flynn's hand touching her thighs until it went dark. "Are you okay?” He whispered in the dark.
"Y—Yeah." She suddenly felt excited in his touch. And as if he read what's on her mind, he moved his hand inside her thighs.
She swallowed hard and held her breath. Flynn discreetly removed his hand when the aircraft was stable in the sky and the stewardess walked around to ask if they need any food or drink. She left when they both declined. The lights were off again and everyone except them were asleep.
Flynn whispered. "Good night, August."
"G—Good night." She answered and in a few minutes, she heard him sleeping soundly. She sighed. She could still feel the excitement between her thighs when Flynn touched her. She also remembered what Flynn said earlier about her and loose shirts keeps her awake.
I wonder how it distracts him.
She removed his hoodie and smelled it. She really loves his manly smell.
“August…”
She heard his horse voice in the dark. She wasn't sure if he's dreaming or he's awake because he can’t see his face. She reached out to him but he didn't move.
"Flynn? You awake?” She whispered.
She didn't see him but she heard movement and then felt his hand on her face as he pulled her close and kissed her lips. "I can see your loose white shirt in the dark. You removed your hoodie. Are you teasing me?" His voice husky between their kiss.
"N—No."
He kissed her even more and quietly, he moved next to her and she was right! They fit in one seat!
She felt his hand moved underneath her shirt. She gasped when he cupped her right breast and caressed them while still kissing her. "Be quiet." He warned when she started to moan.
She bites her lower lip to stop herself from moaning. He then moved his head down and underneath her loose shirt. She felt his mouth capturing her left nipple while his hand fondled on her right breast.
She grabbed on his shoulder as he continued to pleasure her. She felt his mouth kissing her soft stomach down to her navel, so carefully and silently. She tried her best not to moan while his head is underneath her shirt. She gasped when he started to unzip her pants.
“F—Flynn."
She holds his hand but he didn't stop and pulled her pants down to her knees while he stayed between her legs. She bites her lower lip harder when she felt his tongue licking her wet folds.
He continued doing that until she reached her climax. Satisfied sucking her juice, he fixed her pants and went back to his own seat.
"You're crazy." She whispered and she could imagine that sexy grin on his face.
"Go to sleep, August. I hope that answers the questions in your head. Can you wear the hoodie? Please?"
She blushed and turned her back from him and wore his hoodie again.
••••••
They landed safely and they went straight to their hotel to have some rest and to prepare for the afternoon meeting at the site.
Flynn was busy on his phone, messaging his people as she was preparing for bed. She panicked realizing they're sharing one bed.
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