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I swallow and nod, my hand reaching for hers. I lace my fingers with hers and then bring them up to kiss the back of her hand.

Just tell her.

This is Grace. You two are much more open than you used to be, and things will be just fine.

She likes communication.

Give that to her.

“Technically,” she whispers, catching me off guard, “we aren’t off the plane yet, so I think we are still under the no-rules plan.”

My heart leaps.

“Is that so?” I rub my chin, grinning as I think of all the ways I can have her in the air without looking too eager about it. I could drop to my knees right here and open her legs to eat her out, then after she’s come on my tongue the first time, I could switch her spots and set her in my lap, letting her ride my cock as fast and as hard as she wants.

After she comes again, I’ll bend her over the couch across from us and fuck her until she comes a third time, only this time I’ll come with her.

I want my girl good and happy before we step a single foot off this plane, and it sounds like she wants that, but none of that is going to happen until we talk. I keep telling her to be honest with me, but now it’s my turn.

“I don’t want this to end when the plane lands, Sunny.”

Her mouth opens, and she sucks in a breath.

“What?”

“I don’t want to give you up when we are home,” I admit, and I swear I can hear my heart pounding in my ears.

“But we had a plan.”

Fuck.

“Yeah, and I hate the plan.”

I don’t elaborate, and I don’t keep talking to fill the silence while her mind thinks. Overthinking, probably, if I know my girl.

I should say more if that’s the case, but she has her own way of processing things, and I need to let her do that.

The fact that she isn’t letting go of my hand gives me hope.

“When did you decide you hated the plan?” she asks.

I don’t miss a beat with my answer. “The morning we made it.”

“Then why did you agree to it?”

“Because you needed it, and as it turns out, if you want something, I want to be the one to give it to you.”

“Even if it’s not what you want?”

“I just want you, Sunny.”

She kisses me as soon as the last word is off my lips. Without taking her lips off mine, she gets out of her chair and climbs into mine, her legs falling to either side of me as she sits in my lap.

So we are going to go out of order from my fantasy; that’s okay, as long as she’s mine, I can live with that.

Her tongue sweeps over her lips, brushing against mine until I open and let her in. As soon as it mingles with mine, I move the hand at her hip to between her legs and enjoy the fact that she chose to wear a flowy dress for the flight.

I touch a finger to her panties. Right over her clit, and she moans. Then I move them aside and slip a finger over her pussy.