She shakes her head as she leans back on the window, turning her body so she can stare at me. “What did I get myself into sitting next to you?”
I grin as I let my hungry eyes roam along her leg that’s propped up on her seat. The plane is humming around us as we soar over the clouds.
“Best seat on the plane,” I say, my voice rougher than expected. “You just don’t know it yet.”
“Oh, I do,” she whispers.
Our eyes meet and our heated gaze lingers until I’m worried this whole plane might burst into flames.
Around the three hour mark, when Maya is feasting on a succulent brownie and my eyes are feasting on her seductive lips as she chews, the plane hits a little bit of turbulence.
“What was that?” she asks, her bright blue eyes darting around. She grips her armrest when the plane shakes again.
“Just a bit of turbulence,” I tell her softly. “It’s normal. The plane can handle it.”
I hope.
I hate that she’s flying with this discount airline. How old is this plane? We should be flying private. We should be on my brand new jet. She will be from now on, I guarantee it.
I’ll tell my pilots to avoid turbulence at all costs. I don’t ever want to see this fearful look in her eyes again.
“It’s okay,” I say when she whips her head around and looks out the window to make sure that the wing is still there. I take her hand and squeeze it. “You’re safe. You’re okay.”
She turns back to me and those eyes soften as she gazes into mine. I get in nice and close, keeping my voice low and soothing. “I got you, Maya. I won’t let anything bad happen to you.”
“You promise?” she asks, her voice trembling a little.
“I promise,” I whisper as I lean in. My eyes drop to her mouth. Hers drop to mine.
The plane trembles, just like us, and our lips close the final distance. I moan when I feel her soft tantalizing lips on mine, moving and sliding and feeling so damn good I can’t breathe.
I cup her jaw and she parts her lips, that delicious silky tongue sliding against mine. She tastes like chocolate. She tastes like heaven.
Her hand finds my chest, fingers curling into my shirt as the kiss deepens, slow and hungry. Every nerve in my body ignites. I’m half-aware that people are probably watching us, but nothing short of an engine failure could pull me away from these magical lips.
God, I want to do so many things to this girl. I want to undress her slowly. I want to spread her legs and taste hersweetness. I want to make her fall in love with me. I want to make her scream my name as I make her cum harder than she ever thought possible.
When we finally break apart, her warm breath catches against my tingling lips. She looks at me under those sexy eyelashes, a little dazed, cheeks flushed, tongue licking my taste off her lips. I’ve never seen anything so sexy. I’ve never experienced want like this. No, not want.Need. I need this girl like I need oxygen.
I can’t live without her. Iwon’tlive without her.
“Thank you for calming me down,” she whispers. The plane is nice and level now, although I’m praying for a little more turbulence. Maybe if we fly into a thunderstorm she’ll sit on my lap…
“Any time,” I whisper, my thumb tracing her jaw. “Did it work?”
“It got my mind off the turbulence,” she says, smiling with those adorable cheeks blushing. “But it didn’t calm me down. My heart is racing even more now.”
I take her hand and place it on my chest. She smiles when she feels my heart pounding as well.
Our flight attendant matchmaker gives us a knowing smile as she walks by.
“I knew it,” she whispers to herself.
I knew it too. The second I saw her.
But now, I’m damn near certain. This girl ismine.
CHAPTER THREE
