Hannah’s POV
I couldn't believe I was actually having s*x on an airplane.
Amazing, mind-blowing s*x.
"f**k, Hannah, you're so tight, so wet." murmured Anton, his fingers digging into my hips so hard that I knew I'd have fingerprints there in the morning - not that I cared in the slightest.
"For you." I said softly, nipping his neck in the process.
He groaned before holding my hips a bit above his and then pounding into me.
"Oh god -" I gasped.
This was intense.
"Are you going to come, Ana?" he asked, somehow managing not to sound completely out of breath.
I couldn't even get the words out. The coil in my stomach was about to snap, but it seemed like it was just out of reach.
He slowed his movements down, nudging my hips to get me to push down onto him as he thrusted up, before ti
