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“Duly noted,” he replies, sounding amused.
“So did you only call to assure yourself that I enjoyed your dirty beverage?”.
“Well that, but more to hear the voice I’ll be hearing scream my name later.” Welldamn…
“And how do I measure up?” I ask, my voice a lot husky and a little curious.
“That’s something I’d much rather show than tell.”
“And how would you show me, Mr. Matthews?" I drop my voice to a whisper so I don't scandalize my seatmate too much. "I think you should tell me in explicit detail.” This conversation is definitely heading in the right direction but I need more than just words. I need the promise of action.
“That would take a lot more than the limited time we have left in the air, Ms. Jacobs.”
A soft gasp escapes me before I can stop myself. There’s no way he could’ve had the time to look me up. Unless he asked the flight attendant or somehow snuck a glance at the passenger list. “How do you—”
“I’m an enterprising man, Alyssa. I make it my business to find out everything I can about people I’m interested in. Andyou, have captured my attention.”
“Ah,” I say. “A man who sees what he wants and goes for it?”
“Precisely.”
“Interesting,” I muse.
His answering laugh washes over me like an aphrodisiac. “You have no idea.”
“So, Mr. Enterprising and Mysterious. How exactly did you see this playing out?” I ask, my curiosity well and truly piqued now.
“That all depends.”
“On?”
“On how you want this to happen. Because believe me, it's a foregone conclusion," he shoots back, his words as smooth as molasses. "I could meet you in the bathroom now and induct you into the mile high club with my tongue."
“Or…” There’s no way he could miss the wavering husky lilt in my voice.
“Or we can taunt and tease each other until we land, then I could drag you into the airport restroom and fuck you against a wall so I don’t have to imagine you screaming my name, I’ll experience it first hand.”
I suck in a shaky deep breath as I try—and fail—to get my body and libido under control. "Two notable options, but they're all a bit tooeasyfor my liking. I'm sure you can come up with a much better proposition thanthat, Mr. Matthews.
“Hmm. Now she’s challenging me,” he murmurs. “So what doyouwant, Alyssa?” It should be illegal for that man to say my name dripping like sex like that.
“Oh no. This is your show. So how about you make the moves and I decide whether to let you act on them.” I figuratively pat myself on the back and thank the high heavens that my flirting game is still in top form after that martini.
“If I had my way, I’d ask you to meet me in the restroom, where I'd proceed to lock the door, spin you around to the mirror, and order you to watch my hand disappear under your dress as I touch you everywhere but where you desperately want me the most, torturing you until you were a dripping mess begging me to take you hard.”
My breathing is erratic, his words stoking a fire raging in my core that I swear only him and him alone can put out. “And then?” I whisper, my thighs clenched tight now.
His voice drops lower, stroking me as if he was right next to me, claiming me as his own. “Then I’d run my fingers through your weeping pussy, my thumb dragging across your throbbing clit as you buck your hips back against my hard cock that’s grinding into your ass like a promise of what’s to come."
“Jesus,” I murmur, turning my head away from my seatmate.
“Are you wet for me, kitten? Are you sitting there imagining my hands, my mouth, mycockstroking you?”
“I’m soaked.”
“And I’m hard as fucking steel just looking at you.”
My body spasms and my head snaps up to be met with the most piercing blue eyes I’ve ever seen. I swear they can see right through me into my very soul.
