She writhed against him, her body tightening, demanding more. Greedy for it.
The presence of his team faded into the background as Sam focused entirely on Ila, on pushing her to the brink and making her mindless with need. He needed her consumed by him. By them. By what they shared. The plane shuddered slightly from turbulence, the movement only amplifying her pleasure. The delicate chain connecting the clamps swayed, the pull on her sensitive peaks making her gasp.
Her body quivered, every inch of her attuned to his touch, to the way his fingers curled inside her, teasing, stroking with merciless precision. He felt her body clench tighter, greedy for more, for everything he had to give.
"We'll be clear in a few seconds," John's voice echoed through their mental link, his tone unapologe
