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I wiped the damp tendrils from her forehead and kissed her. “If we’re going down, I’m going down a happy man. I’m not stopping.”

She nodded. “Don’t stop. God. No, don’t stop.”

I dragged her bottom lip between my teeth. The glow of the lights flashed over our heads, but we didn’t go off course. Hilde knocked on the door, but I was too busy pumping my cock inside Evie’s beautiful body. I ignored another round of interruptions from the flight attendant.

Evie’s nails dug into my shoulders. Almost there. So close. Another thrust and I felt my spine tighten and seize. “I’m going to come, baby.”

She smiled. “Fuck me, Jer.”

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I groaned as my cock twitched with an explosive release. I filled her, driving my come deep inside with every vibration of our bodies. I wanted to root myself deep inside her, spilling every ounce I had until she was carrying my baby. Sex with Evie was filled with undeniable primal need to get her pregnant, and nothing turned me on more. This kind of sex was on another level.

“Oh shit,” she whispered as I held her close to me. My knees were tested as the plane swayed beneath us.

“Maybe we can sit now.” I lowered Evie next to me. The plane rattled and I saw the sudden fear return to her eyes. I hadn’t distracted her long enough. “It’s just a little turbulence.” I tilted her lips to mine and covered her mouth in a kiss that left me wanting more.

How was that fucking possible? How could one kiss make me want to start all over? Kiss her. Lick her. Possess her over and over.

“Better?” I asked.

“I think so. I promise I’ve never been afraid to fly before, but I’ve never been on a sixteen-hour flight either. It’s so long. All I can think about is the water.”

“You’ll get used to it.”

“Why? Are you planning lots of Tahiti trips?”

“No, but we have London and Paris coming up.” I hadn’t mentioned the travel plans yet. “The flights aren’t nearly as long from New York. You’ll get used to the planes and the long trips.”

“I just want to make it to Tahiti.” She looked overhead at the soft glow of the warning lights.

Our heads turned when Hilde knocked on the door again. “Mr. and Mrs. Hartwell, are you using the safety belts?”

“Yes,” I bellowed. “We’re fine.”

Evie giggled. “I thought she was going to walk in here a minute ago.”

“I don’t think it’s the first time she would have seen sex on this jet. It probably happens all the time.”

“No.” Evie looked surprised. “In the spa?”

“I think spa is code for mile-high fuck room on this plane.”

She slapped my chest and I squeezed her ass playfully. “Do you want me to leave you so you can finish your treatment alone? I can go back to the contracts. Let you relax, or sleep.”

She grabbed my arm. “No. Don’t go.”

The lights stopped flashing.

The jet seemed to settle into an easier flying pattern. The ride was smooth and calm again. Evie’s grip on my bicep relaxed.

I slid next to her. “I’m going to turn the shower on. Are you ok with that?” I reached for the faucet handles. It wasn’t as if there was a lot of water pressure. The water sputtered a steady stream overhead.

It felt good to cool off after the steam. We sat next to each other, letting the shower wash away the sweat of sex.

I exhaled, wanting to sit here until the damn plane landed. Evie stood and reached for a bottle of body wash. She lathered her hands with something that smelled light and fresh, not too feminine. She ran her hands over my chest coating it with a film of bubbles.

“Feels good.” I watched as she worked the lather into my skin.

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