Page 31 of Blue Moon

Chapter 13

Sawyer

The show was the best one yet of this tour. We’d been perfectly in sync. I thought the vibe would be ruined by the protesters, but even they didn’t dampen our day. There was no feeling in the world like skimming the cables on the top of the Golden Gate Bridge with your five best friends.

But that wasn’t even the best part of the air show.

It was seeing Sol cheering for me in the crowd after I landed. She squealed like a schoolgirl when she saw me. I’d never had anyone come to my shows with the sole purpose of being there to support me. Sometimes, I would watch the other pilots’ wives standing there in the crowds, supporting their husbands, and I’d feel a pang of jealousy. I’d quickly wash away that emotion with some heavy liquor and some cheap sex. But sometimes, I wondered what it would be like to have someone cheering for my triumphs and worried for my safety.

Once I’d greeted Sol, she made my day even brighter by saying the words I’d longed to hear.

“I want to spend the night with you.”

The second I finished with my air show obligations, we bounced. She hopped into my car, and we made out like teenagers at every stoplight. As she kissed me, her hand drifted closer to my cock.

I placed my hand at the top of her thigh, feeling the edge of her panties.

I was dying to sleep with her, but she was nothing like the women I usually hooked up with. Though she was aggressively pursuing me, and she seemed to be totally into me, something was off about her. I kept noticing that her hands were shaking, and she had a scared look on her face.

I pulled away from her.

“I don’t get you, babe. You don’t even like me.”

She smiled. “Why do you say that? I definitely didn’t like you at first, but you grew on me over time. Besides, who said I have to like you? I just want to have a good time. One night. For once, not be the responsible one, the good one. I want to get wild.”

God, what the fuck was wrong with me? She was giving me explicit consent, which I always required, but I still couldn’t shake the feeling that she was hiding something.

Sol’s lips were on fire. She grabbed my cock. “I want you to control me like you control your plane.”

Fuck it. I’d turn off my mind and stop questioning everything. Still though, deep in my gut, I had a feeling something was wrong, and I’d learned to trust my intuition over the years. This gut had saved my life before and the lives of civilians, and it had never failed me. I’d find out what she was hiding once we were in my room.

Finally, we reached my hotel, and I parked.

We left the car, entered the hotel, and went to the elevators. I kissed her again, pressing her tight little body against the back of the elevator. Sure, we’d had a bit of a rocky start, but I couldn’t believe I’d wasted two days with her not having sex. I should’ve fucked her the night of the gala, but in a way, I was glad I’d waited. Our last day together we would have sex. And by tomorrow morning, I’d be in Seattle. A perfect memory to end a perfect weekend.

Let’s go out on a high note.

We reached the hotel room, and once we went through the door, I carried Sol to the bedroom. She kissed me back vigorously, passionately, like she couldn’t get enough.

I’d had enough of this tease. I was going to fuck her all night.

I placed her on the bed and just stared at her for a moment. She was incredibly beautiful, and now she would be mine, if only for one day.

Her hair spread around her face like a halo, framing her gorgeous face. She was the angel; I was the devil. I kissed her neck, trailing down to her full breasts.

But when I looked back at her face, her lips were quivering. Was she cold? Or worse, scared?

Maybe she started having feelings for me and was upset I’d be leaving tomorrow. I hated to admit it, but I was beginning to have feelings for her, too.

Which was why I had to get away from her before I became addicted to her.

But she was here now. In my bed. I wanted to make sure she enjoyed herself. If she were nervous, I would reassure her.

“You okay, babe? We have all night. I’m in no rush—I can go slow.”

She bit her lower lip and nodded.

Uh-oh. Something was definitely wrong. As much as I wanted to fuck her, I needed to see what was up.