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“It’s fine, I’ll just…” I start sliding off the pull-out, but he wraps his long fingers around my wrist.

“Stay… please,” he whispers, still holding me gently.

“Jake, I… we barely know each other. I don’t… I can’t.” I shake my head. If he knew how much I’m tempted to give into my attraction for him.

“Just lay with me, honey. Let me hold you. Just for the night.” He rubs the rough pad of his thumb over my arm, triggering a warm sensation. Goosebumps spreading all over my skin. I look down at where we’re connected, then lift my gaze to his, trying to read his expression. Jake appears calm but earnest. His beautiful, dark eyes hold a soft air.

“Please, Anna.” His calloused palm slides down to engulf my hand. And, I love the sensation. Strong and tough against slender and soft, and so much warmth. The air is saturated with his delicious male scent, the heat from his mammoth body. How can I possibly refuse him?

I nod and move closer to Jake, pulling the robe tight around my body. I set my head on the wide pillow and watch as he settles back down, facing me.

“Thank you,” he whispers. And, once more, runs his knuckles down the side of my face. Brushes the tips of his fingers along my hairline, over the tendrils of hair escaping my night scarf.

I smile back, putting my palms together and stuffing them under my cheek. Jake extends one long arm, encircling my waist and pulling me even closer. He settles my head on top of his bulky bicep. I come willingly and stuff my nose into the crook of his shoulder. Bending my knees up to my chest in the fetal position, keeping some distance between our midsections. This feels good, non-threatening. Jake nuzzles the side of my cheek and we fall asleep to each other’s peaceful breathing.

Mmmm… Feels so good…

“Oh, right there, baby. Don’t stop, please.” I roll my hips against the steel pipe nudged against my bottom. Enjoying the friction of the shaft, the poke of the thick head against my soaked underwear. And let out a long moan when daft fingers start pulling and rolling my nipples.

I feel Jake’s warm breath at the base of my neck, his mouth skimming over the sensitive skin of my nape.Jake? Jake!!

I sit up abruptly, pulling the flaps of the robe over my mostly naked body. Staring at him with rounded eyes, panting.

“What are you… what…” I can’t even formulate my question.

What, In The Name of God, Happened?!!

Jake runs his hand through his bed-hair, and throws me the cutest look of bewilderment.

I hurriedly push the covers off my body to get off the bed. But my miscalculated, hasty gesture reveals more than I bargained for, Jake’s tented boxers, the thin cotton underlining a long, thick form, with the most mouthwatering round head and engorged veins.

I run out of the living room, stumbling a few times, but never looking back, to go lock myself up in the bathroom.

3

Chapter Three

Jake

What was that?!One minute, I’m having the absolute, best dreamEVER.Anna moaning my name and writhing her soft body against my morning wood, and the next I wake up to her shocked expression and departing form. I almost pounced on her juicy ass, bouncing under the hotel robe, as she dashed away.

I slump back against the pull-out bed, forearm resting over my eyes. My right hand palming my dick. ‘It’s OK, buddy. I’ll take care of you in the shower.’

I start questioning my brilliant idea to share a room with my hot girl.

Not a word. Anna hasn’t spoken to me since she jumped out ofourbed this morning. She’s responded ‘hi’, ‘yes’, ‘no’, and other monosyllabic answers to my attempts at conversation. We’ve been on this Godforsaken plane -that miraculously took off with no issues!- for going on an hour, and that’s all I’ve gotten from her. Enough now!

“Anna?” I call firmly.

“Hmm?” She turns to me with one of her distant, closed-mouth smiles I want to wipe off with a sloppy kiss, but refrain.

“I’m sorry for this morning. I honestly thought I was dreaming.”

“It’s fine,” she repeats once more.

Fake, polite smile firmly in place. Before returning to paging through her glossy magazine.

I want to strangle her pretty neck. Instead, I grasp her chin and turn her to face me. She gasps, eyes the size of saucers.

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