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"I don't want to say."

"Embarrassed?"

"By my thoughts, yes. By my actions yesterday, no."

He chuckled, the smile lifting the side of his mouth, lickable. He   pulled up to the front of the airport and nodded toward her. "I'll get   the bags, just wait inside."

She got out, grabbing her purse and walking toward the door. She glanced   over her shoulder as Damon worked to get the bags out of the trunk.  His  eyes adverted to her, dragging down the back of her as his tongue   darted out to lick at his lips.

Good. His thoughts weren't far from her.

It wasn't but a few minutes later they were checked in and headed down   to the gate. Sitting in first class gave them a chance to arrive just   before the plane took off, Damon having called in that they would be   there just in time. She moved in front of him as they walked toward the   opening of the airplane, his fingers brushing along her lower back as  he  moved up beside her.

"Are you embarrassed?" she whispered, looking over at him.

"Never. I say what I mean. Do what I want."

"That so?"

"I'm interested to hear your story about how I got everything wrong with   Philip, as I'm sure you're going to work to save his ass, but I was in   the right."

She reached over and pressed her palm to the top of his slacks, dragging   her hand over the curve at the front of his pants, her thumb brushing   over him and flicking softly. His breath caught as he reached for her   hand. She moved it before he could move it for her.

Damon shifted her in front of him as they walked on the plane, the look   on his gorgeous face a warning. They weren't on good terms. He hadn't   relented yet and it would seem that until he did, she was going to   beckon to his demands. He slid his hand around her waist and pulled her   flush against him, the thickness of his center pressed against her. She   stifled a groan. A quick glance over her shoulder to see him left her   breathless, her body reacting violently to him.

"You didn't sleep with Philip did you? I'd hate to kill the boy."

She pressed back against him, her hand extending behind her to run her fingers along the side of his thigh.

"No. There is nothing with Philip."

"Why is that, Beth?"

She turned and faced him, her hand coming to rest on his chest. "Because I want to belong to you. Simple really."

"Find your seats, please." The chirpy voice of the flight attendant   tried to interrupt the moment, but Damon reached out and held her to him   as if they were beyond time and space, interruption and annoyance.

"Then earn that spot."

He nodded to their seats just behind them, motioning for her to sit   down. The flight attendant sighed loudly and Damon turned to her before   taking his seat.

"Did you need to get something off your chest, ma'am?" he asked the woman.

Her cheeks burned as she seemed to lose her thoughts. "Um no. It's nothing."

"Good," he responded and turned back to Bethany.

Bethany buckled her seatbelt, the leather chairs large and much more   comfortable than anything she had experienced on a plane before. Damon   sat down in the seat next to her and buckled his seatbelt as well. He   leaned his head back, closing his eyes and letting out a long sigh.   Reaching over to take his hand, Bethany slid her fingers into his and   pulled their entwined hands into her lap. He rubbed his thumb over hers,   but kept his eyes closed and demeanor serious.         

     



 

"I'm sorry about overreacting yesterday." She hated that she was   apologizing, but sitting next to him, staring at him, left her no   choice. Her heart begged for reconciliation, her body for the long hard   fuck she planned to get while in Seattle.

"Me too. I had evidence to prove my actions, but perhaps there is   sometimes another side to the story." He glanced over at her. His dark   eyes held her captive. A million questions seemed to rush across his   thoughts as she reached over and brushed her fingers over his lips.

"I'm not a cheater, but... we're not together."

He reached up and took her hand, pressing his nose to the palm of it and   kissing softly. His actions resurrected the feeling of his mouth on   her, the passion on his face as he drank her pleasure over and over   again. She whimpered softly, Damon's eyes adverting to her face.

"I don't date, Bethany. My body you can have. My heart isn't for sale.   If that leaves us bankrupt then it is what it is." He pressed his teeth   against the thick part of her palm, tugging softly before licking at  the  same spot. Damon turned, his hand sliding into her hair as he  pulled  her toward him. Bethany closed her eyes, her mouth open and  waiting for  the warmth of his tongue. His kiss was angry and filled  with the mixed  emotions of spouting about not wanting love and yet  desperate for it  like the rest of humanity.

She breathed him in, her hand sliding along his as she mumbled, 'mhm'   against his mouth. He tightened his grip on her hair, his tongue rolling   along hers. The sensuality of his motions left her dizzy, the ache in   her chest only outdone by the one in her lower stomach. He broke the   kiss, rubbing his nose along hers as he glared at her.

"Delicious..." he whispered, closing his eyes and kissing her again.   Every nerve ending came to life, hot desire sliding down from their kiss   to touch every part of her. Needy and emotionally strained from the  day  before, it wouldn't take much for him to have her naked, wet and   panting hard.

She broke the kiss, sliding her fingers over his lips to keep him from   moving back in. Her eyes widened as his other hand slid up her thigh,   his thumb brushing by the front of her panties.

"I can smell you. Divine." He growled softly, moving to pull her fingers   into his mouth. He sucked them, his eyes locked on hers. She pulled  her  fingers from him, a soft growl leaving her. "I need to taste you  again.  So perfect, Beth. Most delicious thing I've ever had drench my  tongue."

She moved from him and laid her head back, his fingers slipping under   her panties and dipping into the mess he had made as she groaned softly.