She turned and put her ass on the seat.
It was only a momentary relief as she closed the door. She leaned on the open window and looked at him. "You need me to help lift the bags into the trunk?"
"Trunk?" He scoffed at that and opened the passenger door again. She leaned away from him, her eyes widening and wondered if it was just the sudden swing of the door that shocked her or if it was his hand reaching toward her.
Her eyes widened and he managed to keep his expression to a vague smile as he opened the latch for the back door on the extended cab.
With a sharp indrawn breath through his nose, he lifted one suitcase and set it behind her seat.
When he stepped back, he saw how her eyes followed him.
He closed the back door and the passenger side door before walking around the front of the truck toward the driver's side. He made quick work of putting her suitcase behind his chair and closed the back door with a resounding thud and pulled himself up into the cab.
He'd taken his mind off of his immediate physical condition until it became a problem.
Folding himself behind the wheel, he felt the pain of his erection twisting the way it shouldn't in his jeans.
Trying to hide his groan in the movements he made to settle into the seat, going so far as too lift the position of the steering wheel to give himself more room.
He made the mistake of looking over at Maile in the passenger seat.
The long sleeved top she'd been wearing when he saw her was lifting.
She pulled it up and over her head.
What she was wearing under it left him speechless.
It was entirely possible that all of the blood had rushed out of his head and into his dick.
"Oh, thank god," she groaned as she folded her top and set it across her lap. "This top was fine in the plane, but ugh... the heat after I got off the plane? Yuck."
He felt that way almost every day. Hawaii was a world away from Alaska when it came to the weather.
He started the truck and put it into drive before looking down both directions in the parking lot.
Axl didn't try to look at Maile, but it couldn't be avoided if he wanted to drive safely.
He did see enough to know that the top she had on was more of a sports bra. It was more than enough to be decent, but the cleavage he saw above the neckline did more for his erection than he'd care to think about.
He'd seen her wear it to the gym and she'd worn it under her cut off t-shirts in the yard, but somehow, seeing her wearing it, sitting beside him in his truck, put all kinds of thoughts in his head.
"Hey," she turned to look at him, "did you forget something?"
He looked back at her. 'Yeah, how to breathe.'
Smiling as if she heard the words in his head. "We should get moving. I want to see my cousin."
He would have said something witty, he was sure, but at that moment, her stomach gurgled and they both ended up laughing.
"Damn it... Don't they feed you on the plane?"
She rolled her yes and sat back, folding her arms across her chest.
A movement that made her tits look even heavier.
He was going to end up with his head empty of blood completely if she kept this up.
"What do you want to eat?"
