His eyes slice to mine when I swivel my hips, purposely grinding on his erection.
“Take it easy, Grace. The images are still fresh. I’m trying to control the urge to find those assholes and pound someone’s face in.”
I lean forward, kissing along the column of his throat, growing more boldness than I ever have before. Grinding back and forth, I align us perfectly and slide down until he’s fully inside. “Baby, I’m fine. Safe and sound, with you. If you want to pound something, I’m right here.”
His expression changes, growing more heated, right before his lips form a sexy, wicked grin.
“Definitely not walking tomorrow.”
“I’m counting on—” I don’t get to finish my thought because he shuts me up with his mouth and starts to move.
Water sloshes everywhere, but I’m too far gone to care.
I twist in my seat, trying unsuccessfully to cross my legs. Even in the plush seats in first class, I can’t get comfortable. Nick chuckles beside me and takes my hand, bringing it to his lips and eyeing me hungrily.
I shake my head and mouth ‘stop’.
He leans in, whispering, “Want to join the mile high club?”
“Are you insane? There’s no way we’ll both fit in that small bathroom.”
“We can try.” He wiggles his eyebrows, causing me to giggle.
My abdominal muscles burn in protest. Nick may have wanted me to have trouble walking, but I’m having trouble functioning. Almost every part of my body is sore.
Deliciously sore…
“Mind if we switch seats for a few?” Logan speaks over my shoulder, talking to Nick.
Nick agrees, kissing me on the cheek before trading seats with Logan.
“Are you furious with me?” I ask, afraid of his reply. This is the first time we’ve spoken since last night. He was already in his seat when we boarded the plane.
“Hard to be too mad when your boyfriend gets us into first class.”
“He’s kinda big to sit in regular seats.”
“Lucky for us.”
“So are you mad?”
“Not really, I was understandably upset and worried. It’s not every day your sister gets in a brawl at a football game with opposing fans.”
“I know this is going to sound juvenile, but it wasn’t my fault.”
“I know, Melanie explained everything. So no, I’m not furious.”
“How is Melanie?”
“Well, besides the fact that I got the cold shoulder for almost the full night, I’d say she’s the one who’s pissed.”
“Why?”
“Some fucking girly bullshit I’ll never understand. Apparently, it hurt her feelings to know Nick was coming to Thomasville. She said something about us dating longer than you and Nick and feeling like a fool.”
Poor Melanie. “Oh,?
?? is all I say.