“Like this?” he asked.
She nodded again, her eyes hazy with desire, making him go slow, and stopping him so many times, he thought he’d go insane.
“So good,” she said. “So very good.”
He almost came from those words alone, knowing he could pleasure her so well.
At long last, Jannie shattered, clenching around him rhythmically as she fell apart in a long, explosive orgasm.
Her hoarse cries sent Nick right over the edge. He, too, cried out, joining her in blinding ecstasy.
And when he collapsed on top of her, utterly spent, his sweat-slick body humming and his heart still hammering from the high, he dimly thought that if he died right then, he would die a happy man.
CHAPTER 24
Jannie
Jannie peered up at the clear blue sky, swallowing against the tightness in her throat as luna moths raged through her chest and down her belly. “Whereishe?”
They had been waiting at North Las Vegas Airport for the FAA examiner, who was due to arrive an hour ago, and he was still nowhere in sight.
She reached to rub her neck.
Nick noticed. “Here, let me do it.”
His long fingers closed around the muscles at her nape, massaging as only he could, making her shudder at his touch. “He’ll be here.”
She closed her eyes. Trying to focus on how his hand worked wonders on her tense neck, she passed her flight plan from one sweaty hand to the other. Last night, she’d spent over two hours compiling it and running through a practice oral exam with Nick, reviewing everything he could think of that the examiner might ask, including engine performance.
Yes, she was as ready as she would ever be, but this stress of waiting wasn’t doing anything to help her frazzled nerves.
So much was riding on this exam, the culmination of a long-held dream she never thought she’d achieve. She couldn’t take the humiliation of not passing this. Not to mention she’d never hear the end of it from her brothers if she failed. They would find out. It wasn’t a matter ofif, butwhen.
Most importantly, it was her ticket to a different career, her get-out-of-medicine-jail-free card, if she ever chose to use it.
“Is being late some sort of mind game they play?” she asked.
“Maybe.” Nick grinned. “No one knows.” Seeing her wide-eyed expression, he quickly added, “Kidding. I’m kidding. I’m sure he has a valid reason.”
The next moment, she recognized the sound of a piston prop, and Jannie’s heart skipped a beat. She squinted, shielding her eyes from the blinding Vegas sun as she spotted an airplane on final approach. But when it came into full view, she realized it was a Mooney.
Her heart sank.
Shit. The examiner, she knew, was arriving in a blue Beechcraft Baron.
“It’s not him,” she said unnecessarily.
Nick pulled her into his side and kissed the top of her head. “The next plane will be the guy.”
“How do you know?”
“I don’t. I’m thinking positive.”
A few feet away, on a weathered wooden bench, two elderly gentlemen sipped Pepsi from cans, alternating between watching planes land and eyeing her and Nick with curiosity.
“Who’re you waitin’ for, boy?” one of them asked Nick. “The FAA examiner?”
“Yes.”
