We somehow managed to pack our stuff in the morning and finished any remaining tasks. Dave, Denver and Jordan joined in around 5pm. Since we were going home, Anna, Ian, Jordan and I had just our carry on suitcases with the basic stuff while Dave and Denver had a bigger suitcase each along with a carry on.

I made a lasagna with the remaining groceries and handed it to Robert before we headed to the airport. Our flight was at 9 and we currently had half an hour to spare before boarding started.

"I'm going to the washroom," I state, getting up and heading towards the washrooms that were at least 200 meters away.

As soon as I was about to turn left into the side with the stick figure of a women outside it, I was grabbed by the waist and pushed into the handicapped restroom that was right in the middle of both the genders. I was about to punch the fucker in the face when I turned around but stopped myself when I saw a smirking Jordan locking the door and an amused Denver with his arms around me.

"You idiots," I whisper yell, "Someone could've seen you," I try to scold them.

Try.

"So?" Jordan scoffs as he steps forward. Denver pushes me back, making my hands shoot to the empty counter beside the low sink.

"What if someone needs to use the washroom?" I'm still whispering to them in a half furious half panicked tone.

"They can use the other one. This is an airport Roya," Denver deadpans.

"And others?" We three being away for long should be suspicious.

"Shut up and let us fuck you Roya," Jordan steps next to Denver smashing his lips on mine. My right hand reaches up on instinct and holds his shoulder.

Denver gives Jordan space and starts unbuckling his jeans. Working on my shorts next.

My bottoms fall to my ankles and my panties follow, before I can breathe for air in between, Denver adds two fingers and spreads the juices all over my already wet pussy.

"You're all talk Roya," Denver lowly states, "finding reasons to get away from us but still so wet," he enters the two fingers in me and I moan into the kiss.

Jordan holds the side of my neck and bites my lip before going down on my neck, not staying in one place for too long.

My brain starts working and my hands unbutton Jordan's jeans, taking his cock out of his boxers and rubbing my hand over his length.

Denver increases his speed but before I can even get close to my orgasm he stops.

"We don't have much time Roya," Jordan explains turning me around so all our eyes meet in the horizontally long mirror.

I feel Denver lining himself up with me just as Jordan takes my left side and puts my hand back on his cock.

He pulls me in for another kiss just as Denver enters me in one long and hard thrust. My whimpers getting lost in Jordan's mouth as my hands keep working.

The faster Denver goes, the faster my speed on Jordan gets.

Jordan is facing the other way, with his back to the mirror. So when a hand reaches down on my clit and another tugs my hair, I know exactly who it is.

A smack vibrates in the room and my kiss with Jordan breaks. My eyes meeting Denver's in the mirror, both filled with lust as he spanks me a second time.

"You're so good for us Roya," Denver tells me, pounding harder.

"She is, isn't she," Jordan kisses my shoulder not covered by the black tank top I'm wearing.

Jordan massages my clit just the way I like it and I bite my lip to stop being so loud.

Denver notices this in the mirror and smirks at me, his smug expression doesn't sit with me and I clench over him. He controls his groans and now I'm the one smirking.

"Fuck Roya," Denver's grip on my hips tighten.

His strokes gets harder making my grip on Jordan tighten. All of us cursing under our breath.

"I-" I begin, knowing I'm close.

"Cum Roya," Jordan says in my ear, his voice enough to push me over the edge as I close my eyes and tilt my head back, breathing heavily.

Warm liquid flows down my legs as I come down and Denver rolls his hip in one last thrust before emptying into me.

Once he's done, he steps back and holds my shoulders to push me down in front of Jordan.

I understand and open my mouth for him. Jordan's eyes glint at the motion and he starts fucking my mouth.

Denver holds my face in place as Jordan thrusts in it. My hand's grip that's holding the counter tightens and my knuckles turn white.

Jordan hits the back of my throat making me whimper just as he shoots his load in me without warning.

I try to swallow as much as I can.

When Jordan stops, he takes his cock out of my mouth and wipes the corner of my bottom lip.

He holds my jaw and pulls me up. Kissing my forehead as Denver cleans my legs and buttons my shorts.

Their gestures making me weaker than I was with all this emotion. I turn to Denver and he fixes my hair silently as Jordan buckles himself up.

All three of us turn to the mirror and I look at myself before looking at both of them. Something about this situation makes me warm and I blush.

I look down, lowering over the sink to wash my face with cold water and rinsing my mouth. Once I'm done I look back at the mirror to see both of them watching me with grins.

"Let's go," is all I can manage to say as I dry my hands and they follow behind me.

We get out of the washroom and head towards our area. Dave turning to us once he sees us.

"Finally," he sighs.

"Denver took long," I raise my hands and take a seat, glancing at Den to see him narrowing his eyes at me playfully.

My lips twitch but I hold in my smile and get back to my phone.

Soon they open up the gates for boarding and we get in. Only then do I notice that our seats are first class.

As we're walking to the plane, I step up to Ian.

"Who booked the tickets?" I ask him.

"We did," he answers.

"First class?" I question and he smirks.

"Jordan," is all he says and I slow down to walk next to Jordan.

"First class?" I get straight to my point.

Jordan smirks, looking at me from the corner of his eyes, "treat yourselves Roya, and if not then let us treat you," he preaches like the saint he is and keeps walking.

I shake my head knowing I can never win with him in the matter of spending money and keep moving.

We take our seats, which I'm pretty sure were organized by Ian because we had the 2 seats in a first class cubicle for all of us.

Ian and Anna sharing one, Denver and Dave behind them, followed my Me and Jordan.

Jordan places our cases in the overhead luggage compartments and takes his seat beside me. An air hostess soon comes and asks us to fasten our seatbelts and in no time, we've taken off.

Me and Jordan share ear plugs for music while he plays on the screen in front of him. Soon, I find myself drifting into sleep only to be woken up with a kiss on the forehead.

I see Jordan looking at me with a soft smile and smile back at him.

"Are we close?" I ask.

"Soon, they served sandwiches, eat," he hands me mine and I take it. The single sandwich did nothing to erase my hunger but I didn't want to ask for more so I just tucked the wrapper in the cup holder next to me and leaned on Jordan's shoulder again.

I feel him moving and then here to bell indicating he called for the air hostess. I close my eyes, hoping to sleep for the last hour of the five hour flight.

"Can I get another sandwich please?" I hear Jordan asking and I smile, my eyes still closed.

"Of course," The attendant says and after a minute I hear her come back.

"Thank you," Jordan tells her and then nudges me.

I open one eye to see the attendant gone and then get up.

"How did you know?" I ask him, taking the packet.

"Know about your social anxiety or the fact that you were still hungry?" he raises a brow in amusement and I smack his arm.

"Williams," I say in a fake sweet tone.

"Anderson," Jordan narrows his eyes.

"Can you ask for ice cubes as well?" I smile at him.

"You still eat them?" He questions, confused.

"Sometimes?" I answer, not really sure. I used to eat ice all the time but I stopped knowing it's not good for me. Now I only eat it when I feel the need.

"Roya," he warns, "you shouldn't," he shakes his head.

"I'm trying to stop okay. Just a small glass? Please?" I pout and he mutters something under his breath but calls for the attendant anyways making me grin as I continue eating.

A/N :

I have a lot of stuff going on but I'll try to keep up with the 1 chapter everyday thing :)