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CHAPTERSEVENTEEN
Silas
As I fly the helicopter toward the private runway, surging over the countryside, I think about what my woman said when she was shifting so sexily against my hand.
She moaned that she wanted me to come right in her pussy. She must know what that means, that there’s a chance we get what we’ve both talked about.
Kids, a family, a future…with each other.
She looks over, her cheeks flushed, her brown hair down and gorgeously messy as it spills out beneath the headset. She’s got that look in her eyes, slightly panicked, alert, like she’s waiting for something.
Waiting for me to tell her this means so much more?
Or waiting for me to do the right thing, take control, and end us before we get even more obsessed?
Possessed?
“When did you learn to do this?” she asks.
“I got my license five years ago. I started taking lessons as soon as I had enough money. It was something I’ve always wanted to do.”
“Freedom,” she murmurs.
I meet her eyes, smiling briefly. She’s the only one who can connect to my childhood and offer that specific understanding.
“I’m surprised you still want to associate with a sleepwalking lunatic.”
“Hey.” She reaches over and touches my forearm gently. “I know you’re kidding, but don’t say stuff like that. You had it tough, and you made something of yourself. You should be proud. I’m proudofyou.”
I take the turn, veering right until I spot the runway and begin to slow for the descent.
“You’ve done really well,” I tell Lauren. “With the flight. I know you were frightened.”
She laughs softly. “I had some help at the beginning. It kind of took my mind off it.”
Her words make my cock somehow harder, my helm bulging as it has ever since she shivered against my fingers. I could feel her wetness through her jumpsuit, the heat of it, her body calling to me.
“Are you going crazy over there?” she says, her growing confidence making her voice breathy.
“How could you tell?”
“I think I’m getting better at reading you.”
“You should,” I smirk. “After yesterday, you know me better than anybody.”
I’m sure her cheeks get redder at that, her blush deepening, making me think of her pale skin going crimson when I grab her, blooming with lust.
“Remember when I saidjust this once?”
I think back to my apartment, when she was on her knees, her hand between her legs as she sucked my tip and rubbed my shaft.
It’s like I’m reliving it, making my cock even more solid.
“Yeah,” I say, voice shaking.
She lets out a breath like she’s teetering on the edge of shyness. But then her sassiness returns. It makes my balls tremor with more fierceness, my seed roar with deeper need.
“I’d help like that again if I could.”
