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But now he stood up from his seat and crossed in front of me to the little beverage station, and his legs brushed against mine, and I was immediately out of my mind with lust.
It wasn’t like it had been in the past. He wasn’t trying to touch me on purpose to drive me crazy. At least, I didn’t think he was. To be honest, though, that made it worse. Always before, I’d known that if the tension got too much, if Ireallyneeded release, I could give in to his advances. Now, suddenly, it felt like that option might be gone.
You’re glad it’s gone. You want it to be gone.
I did want it to be gone—at least, I thought I had. I had thought I’d be relieved not to worry about his constant advances anymore. I’d thought I wanted him to accept that this was strictly a working relationship and to stop trying to get in my pants.
I’d forgotten the fact that sometimes—like now—I actuallywantedhim in my pants.
I was aching. All I could think about was his dick and the way his pants hugged his body.
We had the whole cabin of the plane to ourselves. The only other person on board was the pilot, and he was locked in the cockpit. It would be so easy to push him down into one of the seats and straddle him. I was even wearing a skirt. It would be perfect. I could slide right down onto him and ride him until this feeling went away…
But what if he pushed me off?
I didn’t think I’d be able to get over that humiliation.
This is what you wanted, I chanted over and over to myself as I stared at the pages of my book and didn’t take in anything.
A loud bang interrupted my thoughts, and the plane jerked in the air. Startled, I dropped my book.What the fuck was that?
Automatically, I found myself turning to Jake for reassurance, but he was looking anxiously at the door to the cockpit, and the expression on his face ratcheted up my fear.
“Put your seatbelt on,” Jake said, his voice tight.
His entire stance had changed. He usually looked easy and lazy, but I could definitely see the Navy SEAL on him right now. He looked like he wanted to hit something. His muscles were locked, his knees bent and ready to intercept whatever came his way.
I stared at him, terrified.
Then the door to the cockpit flew open.
As the pilot came out, I felt the plane lurch downward. I fumbled for my seatbelt, not able to focus on anything more complicated than the instructions Jake had given me.Put your seatbelt on.Whatever was going on, that was the answer to this.
In some distant part of my mind, it registered how completely I trusted him.
But I couldn’t think about that. I couldn’t find one end of my seatbelt. I dug for it helplessly.
Jake had grabbed a seat to keep himself on his feet. “What are you doing?” he demanded of the pilot. “What’s going on?”
“Mechanical failure,” the pilot said. His eyes were wide. “The engine’s out…we’re going down.”
I felt numb.
“Well,grab the fucking stick!“ Jake yelled. “You have to try to put this thing down safely!”
The pilot was pale. He shook his head. “I can’t. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”
“What the fuck do you mean? You’re the pilot!”
“I’m new! This is only my third flight!” He was reaching for something on the wall. “I have to punch out. I’m so sorry.”
My mind wasn’t working right. I didn’t understand what he was saying to us.
Apparently, Jake did understand because he let out a roar of rage and slammed his hand against the bulkhead. “You’repunching out? What about us? What abouther?”
But the pilot had turned away from Jake.
“Olivia, fuckingfasten your seatbelt!“ Jake yelled.
