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Natalie’s POV

I was seated in the back of one of the shuttle buses shipping us all to the airport when Taylor climbed in beside me. She was still smiling that creepy smile.

“Shut the fuck up,” I said. “Just shut the fuck up.”

“I haven’t said anything!” She giggled, turning in her seat to face me. I rolled my eyes and stared out of the window.

“And don’t laugh at me. I will cut you, bitch.”

“Right… see me when you aren’t walking all bowlegged. Now what are you going to do about your sugar daddy?” She snickered.

“I don’t know. You’re the one who sent him in there!” I groaned. “And don’t call him that.”

“Hey I sent him so you could talk, I didn’t make you fuck him again.” She chuckled. “And face it, he got you this job to keep you close to him. Case in point, he’s your sugar daddy.”

I sighed hard and looked back out of the window.

“I’m just scared about what this could turn into. What if he beds some fucking groupies or something crazy like that while I’m around? How am I supposed to act? You do this all the time, what do I do?” I mumbled.

“First of all, Nat, do you even know what kind of relationship you two have? What rules you’re going to follow? Because if it is…” Taylor paused and held her hands up to make “air quotes”. “'Casual sex', then you'll have to settle with that and not let your feelings come in between.”

I sighed again and chewed my lip, glancing around to make sure no one was listening in on our conversation.

“Yeah well, I don’t think I can do that. This is why I wanted a clean break. It’s going to get out of hand. I know it.”

“Then talk to him and ask him what does he want. Even if you're head over heels for him, that's no reason to be his blow up doll. And next time,” She chuckled, “Actually talk to him instead of fucking in a bathroom!”

“I never liked him.” I muttered. “I just know how I can be… And it’s not like I threw myself at him. Trust me, he wasn’t interested in talking when he came in.”

“Do you know ANYTHING about men? Of COURSE he wasn't interested in talking! Guys think with their dicks, that's why you have to be the smart one, even if that's a little hard for you...”

I flipped her off and curled up in my sweater, pouting. I guess I had to get Mike alone. To talk this time. For real. My sulky mood didn’t stop me from feeling a little spiteful. “Well, you’re practically in love with William when you’re not even officially together. Should I listen to your advice?”

She smirked back. “Yeah, but I'm smarter than him, so I let him think we're not ‘officially’ together, but he knows better than to fuck somebody else.”

I just nodded, mentally and now physically exhausted, and turned back towards the window, pressing my head against it as the shuttle cranked and pulled out.

After boarding the plane, finally… I claimed the window seat waiting for Taylor. And yeah, you guessed it. She never showed. I just knew with my luck I’d end up with some big drooling pedobear next to me, or even some bible toting granny who would want to share her love for Christ the whole flight. Don’t get me wrong, I believe. Just sayin’, I’m not that religious.

That's when he sat down right next to me.

I grimaced when I looked up and saw Mike's crooked smile looking down back at me instead of Taylor's. He shoved his carry-on bag into the overhead compartment and sat down with a slump.

“Hey.” He smiled, adjusting his ear-pods into his ears and turning on the i-pod in his hand.

“Hey...” I answered and I heard the music start. Mike leaned back and got comfy in his seat with his safety belt on, proceeded to close his eyes, and ignore me.

I huffed and decided to do the same.

.~

Taylor’s POV

When I stepped on the plane I had the intention of sitting with Nat. I truly did. But someone else thought differently. I had barely gone by a few seats when a hand wrapped around my wrist and pulled me to a seat, where I landed with a thud and a chuckle.

“You could be a little gentler, you know?” I said snatching my hand and rubbing my wrist.

“You know you like it rough.” William said, leaning in and subtly biting my neck. I giggled.

“No more than you do. One day, I will tie you to the bed and make you love it…” I deadpanned while I flipped through the play list on my I-pod. William chuckled softly.

“Can’t wait…” He said with a small smile that made me smirk.

After a quick checking on Nat, who was now sharing her seat with Carden, it occurred to me that it wasn’t only William who wanted me sitting here, but also Mike. He was taking my place after all…
I sighed and settled comfortably on my seat, shutting down the rest of the world with my I-pod and going to sleep. I hated long rides, or flights, they make me uncomfortable especially when there’s nowhere to go and nothing else to do.

I woke up a few hours later at feeling my sidekick buzzing on my side and a head resting in my shoulder. William’s head. I was also covered with a blanket, or half of a blanket, since the other half was resting on William’s lap. I also felt his hand resting on my lap, his thumb deliberately stroking the skin beneath the border of the skirt. I shook my head and reached for my side kick as quiet as I could. I flipped through the device to find the incoming message, opening it at the same time William’s hand got lost under my skirt and stroked my inner thigh.

”fake sick”

That was all the message said, but one didn’t have to be a genius to figure it out.

I looked at him and he smirked, eyes still closed. I rolled my eyes and stood up, walking slowly to the bathroom and faking a distress look when I crossed the flight attendant.

“Taylor, are you okay?” I heard William ask as he held my waist. I groaned in response and the flight attendant gave us space to move forward to the bathroom. I was making extra efforts not no laugh cause this was probably the cheesiest thing we’ve ever done. Seriously, fucking in plane bathroom, pretending I’m sick and he’s helping me? That’s so fake! Still the flight attendant gave us a sympathetic look, let us pass and get inside the bathroom.

“This is so backwards.” I whispered as William closed the door.

“I know. But I told you we’d be joining the mile high club.” He whispered back pulling me to him and kissing me deeply. His hands dropped to my hips and started rolling my skirt up, caressing the skin underneath. “Tay…” He groaned and I smirked as he realized I wasn’t wearing any underwear. Preparation, girls…

Mines and his hands fumbled with his belt and jeans, getting them undone in a flash. I snuck a hand inside his boxers and took a hold of his cock, stroking it slowly. William groaned softly again and thrusted into my fist while he reached for his back pocket and retrieved a condom. I smiled again as he tore the wrapper with his teeth. His pants and underwear got caught right above his knees, his mouth closed on my neck, sucking and biting and kissing while I rolled the rubber on his already hardened member. Once ready, William took my hips and turned me over forcefully, pressing me against the sink and pulling my skirt up all the way. He placed his feet between mine separating my legs as his arm circled my hips and kept me in place, his other hand creeping under my shirt and played with my breasts.

“William…” I moaned softly at his touches and his cock rubbing and teasing my entrance. His arm tightened around my hip half of a second before he pushed inside in one swift move and I choked a loud moan gasping.

Bill thrusted in and out evenly, his arm preventing me from moving, crashing his hips against mine forcefully, moans and whimpers muffled on my neck. I threw my head back onto his shoulder searching for his lips and we kissed. My hands gripped the sink tightly, till my knuckles went white. William’s mouth got back into my neck, hips colliding so hard that I knew I’d have bruises the next morning. I bit my lip hard, but still couldn’t suppress the groan that formed in my throat when his fingers found my clit and rubbed it insistently. I knew he was about to come, his thrusts were spastic and unmatched and the sheer thought of his engorged member right about to explode inside me made me start trembling as well.

“Fuck… fuck…” I breathed out softly as my orgasm washed over me, my insides cinching around his cock as he came hard, cursing in my neck.

“Welcome to the mile high club.” He whispered with a giggle. I smiled.

“Been a member for long?” I teased, fixing my clothes while he got cleaned up.

“Haha, not as much as you’d think.”

“And how can you now what I’m thinking?” I smirked at him on the mirror. He reciprocated the gesture.

“I just do…” He shrugged. I held my breath a little, hoping he wouldn’t notice. It was true. He knew me better than he realized and more than I was willing to admit.

I shook my head and washed my hands and my face, tiding up my hair, trying not to look like I was just fucking inside a plane bathroom, as it wasn’t obvious enough. William washed his hands as well and I waited for him before unlocking the door. I would have done it too, but he stopped me, taking my hands in his and pulling me close, giving me the sweetest little kiss and a bright smile.

“Remember you’re sick.” He said and I nodded.

I took a deep breath, feeling my insides turn into goo, but fighting hard to keep my cool and a distraught face as we walked out of the bathroom and back to our seats. I plugged my I-pod back and snuggled under the blanket, ready to go back to sleep till the plane landed, maybe sleeping would chase away all the stupid corny thoughts and wishes that had grown against my will and all logic. But I wouldn’t find out. Cause William had the bright idea of holding my hand right before I fell asleep.

.~

Natalie’s POV

Our flight touched down in Brisbane at around 10:15 pm their time. I wasn't very sleepy, as I'd fallen asleep several times watching the featured movie, the cheap airline headphones with the busted left side in my ears. Next to me, Carden slept peacefully beneath a light blanket, I-pod blasting away in his own ears.

“Mike.” I said, softly prodding him. He moaned a little and pulled the blanket over his face. “Mike wake up. The plane just landed.” I sighed, yanking the blanket back. Only this time he caught my arm, grasping it tightly as his eyes fluttered open.

“What?” He muttered, looking down at our hands and releasing mine.

“The plane's landed. We're here.”

I waited for him to run his hand over his face and come to, before attempting to cross over him and into the aisle.

“Nat, wait. You didn't say two words to me the whole flight, what happened?” Mike smirked and I rolled my eyes, immediately catching the mischievous glint in his.

“Whatever...” I replied, pushing past his knees and heading for the exit. His hearty chuckle was all I heard behind me.