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Jackson pov:
Her head fell forward, pieces of hair falling from behind her ear and her lips parted slightly, she looked beautiful.
I layed her head back gently, turning around to make sure no one had saw me hit her, my suspicions were right as no one seemed to take action against me. I laid back in my chair and sat ready for her to wake up.
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Slight smut warning‼️
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I turned my head towards her and she was already looking at me I was surprised at how early she had awakened, she was so close that I could feel the heat of her breath, before I could speak her pink lips hit mine and I wasted no time in kissing her back. My mind wasn't concentrating on the people around us but the girl who was currently grinding my lap, her skirt rising even further for her lace underwear to be seen by me and only me. She softly began to move her hips against me i groaned as I held her hips in place, encouraging her to keep moving, her head lay in the crook of my neck her whimpers tickling my ear as I stroked her hips my hands travelling up and down her smooth skin. She straightened her posture as she leaned up,
"Would you like anything from the trolley sir?" She said boringly, wtf what does she mean-
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My eyes jolted open, I must've been talking in my sleep, I jumped as I looked around, it was the flight attendant, I turned my head quickly to the right looking for her. And there she was still knocked out. "Sir"
"No I wouldn't like anything" I flashed an irritated smile at her. She rolled her eyes as she continued walking down the walkway.
Of course it was a dream, god what is wrong with me. The old woman. Shit. I got up unfastening the seatbelt and made my way to the woman, she sat with her book in her hand, with no idea with what I was going to do. Might aswell get it over with, I shrugged.
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Lalina pov:
My head felt like a drum, I rubbed my eye gently feeling them water. Jackson. What an asshole, I looked to his seat to find him missing, wtf. This was my chance, escape plan no. 3, Itbegan to get up sitting on Jackson's seat and holding the handle for sturdiness ready to get up as quickly as possible until I felt soft fabric press against my hand, looking toward it I realised it was a man pressing his thigh forward. I looked up meeting the eyes of Jackson,
"What do you think your doing?" He questioned licking his lips.
"Nothing" I sat up straight and moved back towards my seat.
Suddenly he started repeating quotes from the book of Dr Phil. for fucks sake, I looked back to see the old lady who i gave the book too sleeping and snoring heavily.
"You've been out for half and hour and keefes room still hasn't been changed so I got you some aspirin" he held out the plastic cup to me and I looked at him.
I took the cup our fingers grazing against one anothers until I pulled back putting the aspirin into my mouth swallowing the water he handed to me.
