Can't Fight This Feeling.

I Trusted You'd Treat Me Well.

Hello girls, so here's chapter 20(!!!!!) and things are getting interesting 🙊🙊 Please let us now what you think!!!
lovelydion & MsCeline5 💕
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Already two months into the tour and although she’s tired, she’s not complaining because it gives Rene and her the opportunity to sneak away and share some quality time together. 

She can't sleep, the plane is moving a little too much for her and Kurt's snoring besides her doesn't help her either, she turns around in her seat but is useless, she won't be getting any sleep soon. 

René watches her struggling to get sleep, he can tell she's nervous and he wishes he could hug her and help her but he can't or can he? 

Suddenly he remembers the little chat they had a few weeks ago as they ate their breakfast. He looks around and everyone on the plane is asleep, it's now or never. He stands up and walks towards her. 

"I think I know how I can help you" he whispers on her ear and walks directly to the bathroom. Her heart beating so fast as his words resonate on her head. 

She's doubts about it for a second, the band is here, Kurt is here and the could find them what makes it even hotter. Slowly she takes Kurt's head off her shoulder and follows Rene to the back of the plane, feeling herself soaking in anticipation. 

She opens the door trying to not make a sound and he grabs her hand and pulls her in quickly. She immediately kisses him, the plane moving, throwing them against the wall, she presses herself harder against him. 

“I want you” she begs his hands devouring her body, his hands find their way to her skirt, lifting it until it folded on her hips. 

He caresses her sex through her wet pantie as her hands try to unbuckle his belt and pant. “Already so wet?” He asks between her lips, knowing it will only turn her on even more. 

“Please” she begs again, taking him in her hand, sliding it not so softly through his length. “You’ll stay still” he mutters and turns her around so she faced the mirror, and her torso bent over the little sink, he slides her pantie aside and run a finger through her labia, she's so ready for him. 

He pulls down his pants just enough to be able to free his already more than hard manhood as his free hand search for a condom on his back pocket.

"René please" she begs him as her hand goes to her clit, caressing it not so softly.  He grabs her waist with one hand and with the other he lines himself with her entrance, penetrating her nice and slow. 

Her hand grabs the end of the sink as he starts thrusting into her faster each time.

Their eyes locked through the mirror, and her body is already tensed, the fire in her lower abdomen growing stronger with every thrust.

He slightly curves upwards, as his hand brings her closer to him, her firm behind bouncing against his hips, the air of the little toilette starting to fill up with steam.

He presses harder against her clit, and her walls clench in response. “I want all of them to know that I am fucking you this good” he whispers in her ear, he knew how much she liked it when he dirty talked to her, and she knew he was no lying. 

“Want them to listen to us?” She asks, playing with fire, as his fingers pinch her clit, causing her to moan louder than she should. 

"Oh fuck, I love hearing you" he says as his hand slaps her behind, earning him another moan. "You ready?" He asks, staring at her through the mirror and she nods her head energetically.