Karlie's POV
I hate flying. Despite it being a common requirement of my job, it sucks. Being contained in one space for so long with little option of things to do. But today I am especially bored. I stare out the window of my girlfriends private plane in a daze, tuning out the discussion going on next to me. Taylor has decided to spend the duration of our flight to London having some sort of business discussion with her publicist Tree who is sitting across from her, sheets of paper scattered over the small table separating them.
''Yeah I agree...Karls does that date work for you?''
I continue staring out the window in a daze.
''Karlie..are you even listening?''
''Hmm yeah sure'' I reply monotonously, totally bored of the whole conversation that has been going on for the past 2 hours.
''Right fine, but don't you dare pick an argument with me over our schedules later if you aren't bothering to pay attention'' Taylor snaps.
I glare at her and then Tree, as the publicist looks away and clears her throat. I probably shouldn't be as mad as I feel right now, Taylor was right. There was little we argued about but our busy schedules and time spent apart was definitely one of them. I sigh and turn away, feeling bad for putting Taylor in a mood. Although she was so hot when she was angry. I slip my hand under the table and caress her thigh as a silent apology, she jerks slightly at my touch as I realise how clammy her skin is, how tightly her thighs are pressed together. So that's why she was so quick to anger. I smirk to myself wondering how long she's been aroused, probably as infuriated as I am being stuck on a plane with her publicist and parents who are both napping across the aisle. Taylor who's been talking non-stop begins to falter, shifting in her seat as I stroke my fingers in circles further and further up her thigh. I do love to tease.
Taylor's POV
I squirm in my seat as I feel my face getting warm, trying desperately to concentrate on Tree running through my finalised schedule for the next few months and not Karlie's fingers that are currently making their way up my thigh. I'm not the best at hiding my emotions. I gulp as my girlfriends long, slender fingers begin separating my upper thighs, and I comply involuntarily. It's extremely inappropriate how wet I am right now, my panties must be close to being drenched. Suddenly Karlie strokes me over my underwear and I cover my mouth instantly, coughing to hide my gasp. Tree looks at me inquisitively as I turn to glare at my girlfriend, who is scrolling through her phone with her free hand- a smirk on her face.
''Well I think we've covered everything, anything else you want to discuss?''
''I...uh..''
The tips of Karlie's fingers slip inside my panties and slide teasingly up my slit. I hold back a groan of pleasure.
''No I think I'm ..ugh..good..th-an-ks'' I stutter, just managing to get out the words and no more as Karlie teases me beneath the table. I can almost hear her snort, enjoying the state she has put me in.
''Okay great, I'll go get this typed up. You should maybe go have a lie down Taylor you look tired'' Tree states as she goes to stand from her seat. Karlie quickly removes her fingers from me- I almost squeak from the loss of contact, my mind completely clouded.
''Yeah babe, you maybe should'' Karlie pipes up, her signature smile spread across her face.
Tree walks away suspiciously as I side eye Karlie. I can't decide if I'm mad at her or want her to fuck me right this second. I decide it's a bit of both. I watch her as she glances to make sure nobody is looking, lifting her moist fingers to her mouth and sucking them clean, all whilst keeping intense eye contact with me. Oh my god.
Karlie's POV
Watching Taylor stare at me, mouth wide open as I suck her wetness off my fingers is so hot.
I lean over, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear whispering ''want a taste baby?'' As I stroke the tips of my fingers over her lips. I can tell she just about loses it there and then.
''Bedroom now'' she mouths, standing quickly and rushing off without me to the back room of the plane where there is a small double bed. I can't even hide my contentment as I follow her, our intentions would be quite conspicuous for anyone paying attention. Which luckily they weren't. We certainly weren't new members of the mile high club but there wasn't usually an audience.
Taylor almost slams the door closed as I walk into the small airplane bedroom. She pushes me as I fall back onto the bed and quickly pulls off her t-shirt, pants and underwear within seconds before straddling my waist.
''What exactly do you think you were doing back there?'' She growls, her hand loosely on my throat.
Wow, I love her when she's mad.
''What me? I didn't do anything''
Taylor leans down, sucking hard on my neck as I try to hold back a moan, glad I don't have any important photoshoots coming up. She unbuttons my shirt as she starts kissing down my chest, thumb rubbing my nipple over my bra. I can hear my own loud breathing as she reaches my stomach and starts unbuttoning my pants. Her eyes shoot up to glare at me as she removes her mouth and pulls them down along with my panties and quickly bites the inside of my thigh as I gasp loudly.
''Be quiet''
Her voice is so harsh and sexy, I thrust my hips up, craving contact as she separates my legs wider before diving into my centre with her tongue.
I bite my lip hard, grabbing onto the sheets, desperately trying to keep quiet as I feel my girlfriends lips and tongue roughly attack my soaking wet pussy. My eyes roll back and I inhale deeply as I feel two fingers slip inside me hard. Taylor is definitely in no mood to be gentle or tease. She fucks me with her fingers, the tips hitting my sweet spot as her lips suck my hardened clit. It feels so good I can barely function enough to keep it together.
''Oh baby, I'm so close already..harder'' I whisper as quietly as I can, the thought of being caught turning me on even more. Taylor's fingers are now thrusting inside of me hard and fast, hitting the back of my walls with such an intense force as I tighten around them. I'm on the edge as I squirm around the bed, hips thrusting upwards for more friction;Taylor's hands holding my hips in place so forcefully I'm bound to bruise. I pant quietly, mind clouded but at that moment Taylor moans in her own pleasure, the vibrations pushing me over the edge as my upper body jerks forward, being thrown into a powerful orgasm as I moan and curse loudly. Taylor jumps up covering my mouth with hers roughly to quiet me, as her fingers continue to guide me through my high. I fall back onto the bed, my chest heaving as Taylor watches me from above, eyes glistening with amusement. She runs her hand over my face and jaw, squeezing tightly.
''Don't fucking ever do that to me in public again'' Taylor says darkly as she pulls her fingers out of my pussy and into her mouth, sucking slowly.
''Don't pretend you didn't love every second'' I giggle, still out of breath.
''I may forgive you if you finish what you started back there..'' she smirks as she crawls up my body, positioning her hips above my face and lowering herself until my tongue meets her clit. She is so wet at this point, I can feel her juices drip down my neck. Her head is thrown back in ecstasy as her fingers tighten around the headboard of the bed.
I spend the next hour of our plane journey making up for my behaviour - she definitely isn't mad anymore. Her parents on the other side of the door might be though. But it's worth it.
