Fresh Off the Runway

Chapter 3. sex

Song for this chapter: Sex- The 1975

I glared at my phone screen, reading and then rereading. It was a joke. It had to be. Oh I was most definitely going to kill the next person I see, sorry Elle.

To: Eleanor Rhodes; Adriana Carter

From: VsAngelsmanagment 

Subject: Early return 

hello Angels, we are sorry to inform you that your break is being cut short due to an important fitting. Your flights are today at 6pm we will send though the details shortly.  

I read the email again. Yes, Management you will be receiving a rather long and berating email from yours truly. 

"FUCK ME" Elle cried from next door. 

"Either you brought someone home last night and you are having delightful morning sex, or you just read the email" 

"Not in the mood to joke Adriana" oh she was angrier than me. 

"Maybe you do need to have morning sex, calm down bruh" I huffed. 

"Come get breakfast Ri"

"Nah ah... I need to pack"

6 hours later, I was stomping across the airport in my VS pjs holding MR. Puddles (my stuffed penguin), beats on, Justin Bieber's Journals filling the Qantas members lounge around me. The depressing undertones of heartbreak and isolation greatly fitting my mood right now KMS. I closed my eyes and prayed that the flight randomly cancels, I would do anything to be in my own bed, but no, I'm on my way to NYC to freeze my ass off and by poked by people trying to 'fit' me. 

"She's not a happy traveller unless the plane is heading to the Amalfi coast" who the fuck could Elle possibly be talking to.

I pulled off my beats and opened my eyes to notice that I had been surrounded by 5 way too happy British boys, what a delight. "I love the getup" Zayn smirked. Before I got the chance to send him some colourful sign language my thoughts were rudely interrupted by a green eyed pop star "Is that a hickey I see Ri?" I could feel the heat rushing to my face in an awkward blush, did he just? "Eyes up styles".

"I like what I see" to that I blew a kiss with my middle finger and jumped up to go to the bathroom.

"Don't walk to fast, wouldn't want you to pull a muscle" Harry stated with an amused grin. 

"Harry my darling, I think you will soon discover just how flexible I am" I shot back at him with a wink, I think Louis just chocked on air and the rest of the group erupted in a chorus of hoots and catcalls. shots fired bitch.

My flight in first class should be peaceful, I need my beauty sleep. Although one particular British boy who was conveniently sitting NEXT TO ME had other things in mind like pissing me off for the entire flight. I couldn't take it any more I rose from my seat and went to the toilet cubical, great Harry and I are the only ones awake. "Ri!!" Harry whispered "Really, you followed me here as well?", I was surprised when he stepped closer to me, closing the small space between us as he leaned into it. He slid his hand up my thigh and gripped my bum, squeezing it roughly before his fingers tangled in the back of my hair and pulled my ear to his lips. I couldn't ignore the burning trail his touch left on my skin. 

"I happen to find you extremely attractive" he finally replied, showing no signs of embarrassment or uncertainty. His eyes were full of lust as his eyes seared into mine as he spoke, his jaw clenching closed after his words slipped past his beautiful, plump lips. Taking in my reaction to his words, he smirked and leaned his face closer than he had so far, hesitating an inch away from my lips, where his eyes were focused, as if awaiting confirmation. I leaned slightly closer as if to say yes, he immediately lurched forward, crashing hip lips against mine. His lips were strong in his movement but soft to touch as he kissed me, capturing my lower lip between his and tugging it back lightly. He ground his hips into me, instantly igniting my entire body followed by a soft moan, Harry used this as an invitation to deepen the kiss by moulding our tongues against each other. His hand slipped off my bum to the back of my thighs, where he easily jerked me up, spreading my legs and pushing himself between them, pinning me to door.  

I sucked in a breath when I felt one of his hands release my thigh and slide against my center and letting his fingers run over the seem of my pants. I couldn't let Harry think he had all the control, my hand reached forward to palm him over his jeans to get his attention. There was already a prominent bulge forming, and I was intimidated by the size of it. A deep groan rumbled from his chest, vibrating behind his rib cage as his hand snaked its way up my shirt to toy with my chest. As i continued to palm him through his jeans his hand had sunk into my pants, i sucked in a breath at the contact but continued to deepen the kiss. His fingers shifted, pushing my panties to the side as he dragged his thumb up my center before roughly pushing two fingers inside me my back arched off the wall as he continued his fluid movements, he disconnected our lips to watch my come undone under his touch. I fought to regain control by unbuttoning his jeans and slipping my hand into his boxers, sliding along the silky skin as far as the tight confines of his jeans allowed me too. I sucked harshly on his collarbone, sure to leave a mark before dropping his pants just enough to expose him to me I slipped my thumb over his slit and began pumping. He pulled at the ends of his hair in frustration as he released into my hand and groaned into his own hand to muffle the sound. 

"Adriana" he panted in exhaustion. "We Should probably take our seats" my stomach dropped at his words we are on a fucking plane. 

*****

she said 'use you hands and my spare time, we've got one thing in common, it's this toungue of mine'