Just A Girl From The Bar
Chapter 10: Up In The Air
We had taken our seats in the first class section of the plane and was already being fussed over by flight attendant staff. Alison had decided to sit by the window, claiming she enjoyed looking out as we took off but I had my doubts about that. The seats were in pairs and they were actually very delightful. Hanna Caleb sat on the parallel side of the plane to us and were already enjoying the luxuries of first class. I clipped my seat belt up and got my book out of my bag again. I opened it to the page I was on and started to read. There was a beep on the overheard speakers informing us that they were about to take off. A few minutes later, the engine started up and the plane began moving. We took off of the runway and were in the air. By this point I was really getting into my book and had basically forgot where I was.
I then felt air being blown into my ear, dragging me back to where I was. I turned and saw Alison leaning close to me.
"Can I help you?" I asked, trying to hide my smirk as I continued to look down at my book.
"I don't know, can you?" Alison asked, seductively, as she slowly walked her finger up my arm whilst she kissed down my neck. I tried to contain the moan I wanted to release so I didn't look up at the blonde and carried on pretending to read my book.
Just then, an airhostess came over to us.
"Can I get you anything to drink or eat?" She smiled politely at us.
"Could we have 2 white wines?" Alison asked in reply. The woman nodded and walked off.
"Thanks for ordering for me." I smile sweetly at Alison, resting my hand on her thigh then leaning in to give her a soft kiss on the cheek. She places her hand on top of mine that's on her leg.
"No problem, Em. I know what you like." Alison winks and I shake my head at her poor attempt to get me flustered.
"You know..." I lean in closer to her. "You're going to have to do better than that." I pull back, and slip my hand out from under hers. Alison huffed and turned to look out the window. A few minutes later the hostess returned with our drinks.
"Thanks," I smile sweetly at the airhostess.
"No problem beautiful. Have a nice flight." She smirked and walked off. I turn to Ali to give her the drink and she was glaring at me.
"What?" I ask, confused at her sudden change in mood.
"Don't act all innocent Emily." Ali hardly ever used my full name - only when I had her writhing underneath me screaming it. Then it hit me, she was talking about the comment the hostess just made.
"Wait... are you... jealous?" I say, whispering it slightly. Alison did not seem like the jealous type, she was always so sure of herself. Well apart from when she nearly ripped that girl a new one when we were in New York, but I thought she just ha da grudge with the model. Maybe it was just jealous then as it is now. It's cute.
Alison rolled her eyes and slouched back in her chair with her arms crossed. I turn slightly in my chair - so I'm facing Alison more - and stroke her face softly. She turns to face me, still with a hardened expression of anger on her face.
"Come on..." I say, cupping her cheek. Alison shakes her head and closes her eyes.
"You know that was nothing right? I love you Ali." I sigh and rub my thumb against her cheek.
"I know." Alison grumbles and opens her eyes. We make eye contact and I can't help but smile.
"What are you smiling about? This isn't funny. I don't get jealous!" Alison scoffs. I remove my hands from her face and take her hand in mine.
"Just that you do get jealous though. " I grin and she lightly slaps me on the arm with her free hand.
"I do not!" She defends.
"Yeah, you do. The other weekend when that model gave me her number, you nearly slapped her." I giggle and bring her hand up to my lips. "But I find it hot." I whisper over her hand before kissing it. I keep eye contact with Ali as I lower her hand and lean in close to her. Just as our lips were about to touch she brings her free hand up to my mouth and places one finger on it.
"No sneaky tricks, this has got to be a fair game." Alison says sternly but the smile on her face says she was up to something. I grab her free hand and squeeze both.
"And where's the fun in that?" I question with a grin before I fuse our lips together. I let go of her hands and place a hand on the back of her head, pulling her closer. I feel her lift the armrest between us and scoot closer to me. I place my other hand on her waist while she grabs my arms. I then feel a weight on my lap and realize she had hooked her legs over my lap. After a few minutes Alison pulls back and we rest out foreheads against each other's. I was too busy gazing into her beautiful blue eyes that I hadn't noticed Alison's mood change. She wasn't looking back at me but past me; over my shoulder.
"What's wrong I ask?" going to turn around and see who she was looking at.
"That woman over there, she keeps shaking her head at us." Alison says angrily. I look and she is shaking her head glaring at us. I turn back to Ali, not caring if some woman was looking. I'd dealt with people like her my whole life. Some people are just ignorant. I'd learnt to ignore them, but it seemed Ali hadn't. I turned back to Ali, wanting to really finish what we started (I really like to win, I'm very competitive) although it seemed Ali wanted to have a staring contest with the woman.
"Ali…" I say softly, turning her head so she was looking at me. "Stop, she's not worth it." I kiss her softly and Alison relaxes slightly. "Look at me." I say. "We are here, together. I'm not going to let some random stranger ruin this. Besides, I have a competition to win." I smirk and Alison raises her eyebrow.
"Oh really? You think you're going to win?" I nod my head. "Think again." She whispers. I smile, happy Alison was back concentrating on me instead. I stroked her bare legs softly. I looked down and saw Alison's dress was riding up and she was bent forward so I could see down the front. I grin to myself, god I loved her body.
"Em," I hear her giggle and I look up. "Why don't you meet me in the toilets in 2 minutes." She winks and stands up. She straightens her dress and walks away, swaying her hips more pronouncedly. I shake my head, then wait a few minutes before getting up and following her. I knock on the door and Alison, gripping my t-shirt, suddenly drags me in - I hear the lock click shut and I look around. Now I'm not familiar with on-board airplane toilets but I did not think they would be big enough for two people. We were both in there with plenty of room to move around. Not that I was complaining, I mean it did make my job a lot easier.
I feel lips on mine and I push Alison back against one of the (unstable) walls. I pin her arms above her head with one of my hands locking her wrists together. My other hand grips onto her left hip. I press my body completely against hers. I remove my lips off of hers and kiss down her jaw line and then down her neck. Her dress was strapless so I already had a lot of skin to explore but I want more. I bite down on her collarbone and Alison lets out a high-pitched moan. I lick over the bite mark and look up at Alison.
"That's going to leave a mark." She whines looking down at the red mark I had left.
"That's the point." I grin and capture her lips again in an open mouth kiss. I use my hand on her hip to move up her back and unzip her dress. Once it was on the floor I unclipped her bra, which fell onto the dress. Alison was now stood half naked in her heels with her arms pinned against her head and I couldn't help but just take a minute to stare.
Before I knew it, Alison had overpowered me and flipped our positions. I was now pinned under her body pressing my back against the wall.
"You were starting to drool." Alison winks and I shake my head. She takes the hem of my t-shirt and pulls it over my head. She unclips my bra and puts in onto the growing pile of clothes on the floor. She was usually shorter than me, but with her heels on she was the same height. I extend my arms out and pull her closer to me so our bare chests were pushed together. I slowly move my hands down from her waist to the hem of her thong. I hook the edges around my index fingers and pull them down until they slip off. Alison steps out of them. Her hands reach for my jean button and pop it open. She crouches down and pulls the jeans with her - her chest bouncing, hypnotizing me as she does. I kick off my boots and she pulls my jeans off the whole way. I look down at her and she gives me a seductive smile. I feel her hands grasp my thighs her mouth over the edge of my (not so sexy) underwear and pull it down by her teeth. God what is she doing. I see her smirk.
"What?" I ask, already heavy breathing, I really wasn't going to win this. Alison stands up and trails her finger over my neck and shoulders.
"Someone's a bit flustered." Alison hums into my ear as she traces her finger down the bottom of my stomach just above where I wanted her. "I have a feeling I'm going to win." Alison husks into my ear as she unexpectedly pushes two fingers into me. I let out a loud moan that is quickly muffled by Alison kissing me.
A/N: I know it's short and late, i'm sorry but i have been very busy. Hopefully update again soon.