Chapter 2: Undelayed Hunger

(Sienna)

I felt him hard against me through his trousers, already thick with need, and a shiver ran straight down my spine. My nipples tightened beneath my silk blouse, brushing against his chest.

“God, this is so not me,” I whispered.

The words slipped out before my brain could intercept them.

Wonderful. Now I sounded like a character in a badly written romance novel.

Except he shuddered when I said it. Actually shuddered.

A sharp inhale through his teeth as if the words hit somewhere deeper than I’d intended.

That reaction did absolutely nothing to help my self-control.

I nipped his lower lip and he hissed softly.

My hands fumbled with his belt, the metallic clink loud in the quiet room. At the same time he dragged my blouse free, buttons popping like tiny fireworks.

His hands found my breasts instantly. His thumbs circled my nipples through the thin lace and I gasped, heat flooding through me.

His hand slid down beneath my skirt.

The moment his fingers brushed the damp fabric of my panties he stilled.

Then he let out a slow, disbelieving breath against my neck.

Oh.

Well.

That was… mortifying.

And also deeply satisfying.

“Fuck,” he murmured.

His voice had dropped, rougher now.

My hips moved against his palm before I could stop myself.

Good job. Really maintaining that whole “mysterious composed woman” image.

He pushed me back toward the bed and we tumbled onto it together, the mattress sighing beneath us.

My skirt rode higher up my thighs.

His fingers hooked into my panties and pulled them down slowly. The cool air against my skin made me inhale sharply.

Then he knelt between my legs.

For half a second my brain tried to re-enter the conversation.

You just met this man in an airport lounge.

A second later his mouth found me. My brain exited again.

I cried out, my fingers tangling in his hair as my hips lifted instinctively. His tongue moved with a deliberate confidence that suggested this was very much not his first time doing this.

“Oh God—yes,” I gasped.

Somewhere beneath my hands he made a soft, almost helpless sound.

Not a groan. More like a shuddering exhale. As if he was enjoying this almost as much as I was.

Which, frankly, seemed improbable.

My thighs trembled around him as the pressure built faster and faster.

He slid two fingers inside me and I clenched around them instantly.

“Oh—”

My back arched off the bed.

Apparently my body had no interest in pacing itself tonight.

“I’m close,” I gasped. “Don’t stop.”

He didn’t.

If anything he doubled down.

Another low sound escaped him, a shaky breath against my skin that sent sparks racing through me.

The tension snapped suddenly.

My orgasm crashed through me like a storm and I cried out, my body shaking as wave after wave tore through me.

For a moment everything blurred.

When I could think again, I grabbed his shoulders and pulled him up toward me.

My hands found his shirt and ripped it open.

His very impressive, muscular chest was warm beneath my palms.

I raked my nails down his skin and he sucked in a sharp breath.

That tiny reaction—half pain, half pleasure—sent another jolt of heat through me.

I shoved his trousers down.

He was already fully hard in my hand, long, thick and hot.

Well, I thought hazily, that seems promising.

“I want this inside me,” I said, surprising myself.

He froze for a heartbeat when I said it.

Not hesitation. Something closer to restraint.

Our eyes locked for a moment.

Something flickered across his face—surprise, maybe. Or the same stunned disbelief I was feeling.

Then he pushed into me.

The sudden fullness made me gasp as he slid deep in one powerful stroke.

He gave a deep groan at the same time as I let out a breathy “Oh—”

My body tightened around him instinctively.

He gave a rough, breathless laugh against my neck.

Not smug. More like disbelief.

“Holy shit,” he murmured.

I wrapped my legs around his waist.

“Don’t hold back,” I whispered.

The words seemed to hit him somewhere deep.

He inhaled sharply.

Then he moved.

Powerful thrusts that made the bed creak beneath us, each one sending jolts of pleasure through me. His breathing grew heavier, uneven now, little sighs escaping him every few strokes.

Which was deeply unfair.

Because every one of those sounds made it harder for me to think.

His mouth found my breast and he sucked hard, sending sparks racing through me.

My nails dug into his back as I met every thrust.

“Deeper,” I breathed.

He shifted slightly and lifted one leg over his shoulder.

The new angle hit something inside me that made my entire body jolt.

“Oh my—”

That was definitely not a coherent sentence.

My body clenched around him uncontrollably.

“I’m going to—”

The second orgasm hit before I could finish.

It tore through me in powerful waves and I felt him lose control almost immediately after.

His groan broke against my neck as he buried himself deep, his body shuddering hard against mine.

For a moment neither of us moved.

We just lay there, breathing hard, bodies still tangled together.

My brain finally started rebooting.

Step one: acknowledge what had just happened.

Step two: panic about it later.

His hand slid up my back and he pressed his forehead against mine.

Then he finally spoke: “Time to show you how thorough I truly am”. And with that, he flipped me over onto my tummy and dragged my ass up towards him.

Well, I thought, that escalated quickly.

***

I waited until his breathing deepened.

Then I moved.

Slow. Careful.

I found my clothes in the dark. Dressed without sound. Gave the room one last look and left without looking back.

The lobby was bright and merciless.

Powerful, I told myself, crossing it.

The word landed hollow.

Full of something I'd just voluntarily emptied out and was already, quietly, missing.

***

(Adrian)

She’s gone. Fuck. For the first time in my life, I’m the one who got left behind in tangled sheets smelling of a hot night and a woman I don’t have a name for.

The bewilderment of it almost has me smiling.

I put a call through to my PA.

"Sally, find me the female passengers on DL564 who checked into the first-class lounge last night."