Passion in the Sky (6 page)

She pressed her thighs together as she read the text and fantasised about him touching her and bringing her to climax. Her overheated body and drenched panties were now unbearable. She hungered for him as if she were starving for food.

No, I don’t think I can keep quiet. We need somewhere to go. Anywhere. Soon.

Gwen sent her email back to him. She turned her head and glanced behind her, down the aisle. The small plane had zero private places except the bathrooms in the back. There were a few empty seats. She could move and take one, then he could meet her. They could at least talk more and their hands could explore, which they no doubt would. Most passengers appeared to be sleeping, but she had a feeling someone might notice a man and a woman together, especially if they made any type of moaning sounds. With a deep sigh, she gave up the hope of connecting with him while the plane flew in the air.

Phillip.Connor@…
I have an idea. Never tried this. I think it will work.

Excitement added beats to her heart.

What?

Phillip.Connor@… Meet me in the bathroom up here.

She stared at the message. Was he for real?

Have you seen the size—?

Phillip.Connor@… I just checked and we can fit. I’m closing my laptop. Come meet me in the left one. NOW

She chewed on her lip, anxious to follow his instruction. Every bit of her wanted him badly—yearned for him to touch her, kiss her and do whatever naughty things he had planned. Here was her chance for some of it to happen. Should she have sex with him in a bathroom, thousands of feet above the ground?

She surveyed her surroundings again. Nobody would notice her gone. First class had only a few people. They probably wouldn’t notice him gone either. Would anyone see her entering the same facility as him? Odds were likely she could enter without detection.

Hot and horny, she snatched her purse and slid her Kindle inside. Quietly, she stood then headed for the first class section. She couldn’t pass on a chance to have sex with such a passionate man. Besides, she was a free woman. The time had come to take full advantage of such rare opportunities.

Chapter Five

Gwen pushed aside the curtain to the first class section and stepped forward. Her gaze went straight to Phillip’s chair and found it empty. Immediately her heart pounded fiercely as if it wanted to break free from her body. Lust motivated her to proceed to the bathroom facilities. She’d never had sex with a stranger and never had sex on a plane flying high in the sky, but here she was ready and willing to do both without hesitation. Was she fucking crazy?

She paused outside the door to the bathroom unit on the left and glanced at the people sitting in first class. The two women and one man sat with their heads tilted back on pillows, eyes closed, and blankets covering their bodies. They didn’t move an inch.

Whispers of voices jolted her head in the opposite direction, towards the nose of the plane. The dark blue curtain hid whoever was on the other side. She guessed the attendants were there since she hadn’t seen any of them in passing.

A click from the bathroom snatched her attention. The door opened. She met Phillip’s eyes and her jaw dropped. He grabbed her arm and pulled her inside.

She stepped to the side of the door while he shut it and slid the lock into place with a click. He was several inches taller than her and wore the same clothes she’d seen him dressed in before—a white button down tucked inside his jeans. His dark suit jacket lay on the edge of the counter, near the basin. He seemed bigger than the other two brief times she’d seen him. His hunky build left her with little room to move. Goodness, the man appeared to have a strong, solid body. And it was inches away from her to touch.

He stepped back and met her gaze. With a crooked smile he said, “Now, we’re alone.”

She swallowed hard. Alone. Locked in the small facility with him staring at her and his handsome body so close. She was helpless, stunned and speechless. Heat rushed through her when she recalled all of the things planned to do to her.

He took the strap of her purse from her hand and set her bag on top of his jacket. “You won’t need this.”

“I, uh…” She stepped to the side, placing her back against the door.

He cocked a brow. “Yes?”

His blue eyes mesmerised her as they had the first time she met him. Suddenly, she lost her train of thought. She didn’t want to feel any more like an idiot than she already did, so she went with the first thing that came to mind.

“I’m Gwen.” She held her hand up for him to shake.

He lowered his gaze and released a soft chuckle. “Beautiful Gwen…” He took her hand and the other and lifted them. “You’re warm.”

“So are you.” The words shot from her mouth since she’d noticed his heated flesh the second he touched her.

He slid his hands to her wrists and pinned them above her head as he moved closer but kept his body from touching hers. His face was maybe an inch away. “Pleasure to meet you.”

His warm breath tickled her lips. He stood a mere inch away as if tempting her. Moisture between her legs soaked her panties. Her body tingled with the need. Why couldn’t he just kiss her now?

She slid her tongue between her lips. If he wanted to play, so would she. “Hi.”

His gaze lowered to her mouth. “Hmm…interesting.” He nudged her legs farther apart as he pressed his body to hers.

She inhaled and held her breath. A rigid object touched her navel. She presumed it was his cock.

“How’s that pussy?” he asked, still staring at her lips.

“Very, very wet.”

“Perfect.”

He kissed her gently once, and again. The third time he delved into her mouth and stroked her tongue. Her body came alive as electric zings raced through her and to all her sensitive areas. Her nipples ached against his chest while her moist pussy quivered. Intense desire gnawed within her. She wanted to melt and let him do as he pleased with her. Yet, at the same time, she wanted to hop on him and ride him hard and fast. It had been too long since a man had kissed and touched her. She hoped she wouldn’t come too soon.

He deepened the kiss while he held her wrists above her head. She hungered for him, desperately wanted him to please her. He dragged his fingers down her arm and chills spread across her flesh, giving rise to goosebumps. As he caressed her neck with his light touch, more tingles scurried to her breasts. He trailed his digits over her chest while he continued to devour her in a passionate kiss. The need for air pressed upon her, but she refused to prise her lips away. He placed his palm on one of her breasts and paused. When he squeezed it, she gasped.

“Oh…” she said softly while he groped her again.

He brushed his lips over her cheek. “Shall I stop?”

“No. Don’t you dare.”

He nuzzled near her ear and kissed her. “Good.” He planted another kiss lower, on her neck. “You smell like berries. I could eat you.” He moved his hand south and pressed it well below her navel. “Maybe that’s what I should do. What do you think?”

“Excellent idea.”

He rolled his tongue up her neck. Stopping at her chin, he then kissed it. “My pleasure.”

As he gave her a naughty smile, he released her arms and slowly knelt before her. She stood immobile—watching, waiting and ready for him. When he slid his fingers up her legs and under her skirt, pure desire burned in her veins.

He looked up and met her gaze. “Unbutton your blouse.”

She started at the top and unfastened the buttons while he grabbed hold of her black bikini. Gently, he tugged it down. When the panties reached her ankles, she lifted one foot at a time to free herself from the loose garment.

“Better.” He tossed her panties up towards the counter. They landed on her purse.

Again, he glided his digits along her thighs and pushed her skirt up. His touch excited her, made her sex salivate more for him. Gwen had nearly finished unbuttoning her blouse when cool air found her drenched pussy and she quivered slightly. A touch of embarrassment flickered within her. She hadn’t realised just how wet she was.

“You’re beautiful, Gwen. I love a shaved woman.” He groped her ass.

The slight bit of shame she’d felt for her extreme moisture quickly disappeared when he kissed her pubic mound. Need consumed in her every thought and entire body.

“Spread your legs wider.”

While she obeyed him, she tugged her shirt from the waistband of her skirt and exposed her breasts.

“Much better,” he said with his hungry gaze aimed at her apex.

He kissed her mound again while his warm hands remained glued to her ass. When his tongue dived between her labia, she bit her lip to stifle the moan wanting to burst from her.

His caress on her nub nearly brought her to her knees. Erotic strings danced their way to every nerve in her body. He circled her clit then licked it. The torture was horrid, bringing her closer to exploding in pleasure. Damn, she loved his eager and wicked tongue.

She lifted her leg and rested it on his shoulder. His enthusiasm seemed to increase as he lapped with greater vigour. She ran her fingers through his soft, dark hair and gently rocked her hips while holding his head. Lust and anticipation flooded her. It was too much. Yet, she had to have more. Her body starved for freedom, for release. When he pushed a digit inside her and sucked on her swollen bud, ecstasy came. Her inner walls clenched and sweet harmony spread through her in waves.

“Mm…” He kissed her outer lips, then looked at her with hungry eyes. “That was divine. Absolutely, divine.”

“Exquisite.” He’d used the word a few times with her. For some reason, the adjective popped into her mind to describe her orgasm.

As the wonderful, orgasmic tune singing within her body started to fade, she lowered her leg. He stood slowly and she slid her hands down his torso.
My, what a solid chest he has.

“It’s been a while for you. I can tell.”

He withdrew his finger and dragged it over her sensitive clit. Her pussy spasmed and in an instant she longed for his finger to return and bring her more bliss.

“I’m sorry, but it has.” She lowered her gaze.

He lifted her chin with his free hand. “There’s nothing to be sorry about. Trust me, I’m enjoying this just as much as you are. And it will be even better when we get back to my hotel room.”

A smile emerged on her face. “I trust you.”

Although she didn’t know him well, her gut instinct told her he was a decent man and not some psycho sex fiend. As for him enjoying their bit of time together, one glance at the bulge in his jeans indicated he was indeed. She imagined their sexual escapades would only broaden and become more enthusiastic with a bed and furniture available for use. The small bathroom offered privacy while they pleasured each other now, but the facility definitely lacked comfort and limited what they could do.

“I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you,” he said as he stared deep into her eyes.

“I believe you.”

He pressed his lips to hers and initiated a new round of kissing. He tangled his tongue with hers while he slid his finger back inside her. He gently inserted another digit and rubbed her clit with his palm. Gwen’s hormones sprang to life again. Her need for more pleasure climbed again. While Phillip aroused her with his deep, penetrating touch, he moved his free hand lower to one of her breasts. He tugged back her bra, freeing her nipple, then latched on to it with his mouth.

Tendrils of lust wormed through her again as he flicked and teased her nipple. Between her legs, he inserted a third digit. Every time he withdrew it and the others, he dragged them over her swollen nub. His touch left her hungry for more, which he gladly gave by slipping back inside her and repeating the process. While she greatly enjoyed his treatment of her sensitive parts, a burning need persisted and it involved his hard muscle.

She moved her hands down his solid torso until she reached his jeans. Itching to touch him, she slid her palm lower. When she found a big object and rubbed the length, Phillip’s tender care seemed to transform. He nibbled and sucked harder on her sore nipple while he tweaked her clit. Encouraged by his liveliness, she worked to unfasten his pants. At the same time, she massaged the lump in his jeans. And what a huge lump it was.

He released her breast and kissed her lips. “I’m so hard right now.”

She finally unzipped his pants and slid her hand inside. The tip of one of her fingers brushed over the head of his erection and felt moisture. She inched her hand farther. “Mm…you are quite hard.”

He pressed his forehead against hers and pushed his fingers deep inside her pussy. “I want you, Gwen. I want to fuck you right here, right now.”

She couldn’t refuse what they both craved. It had been too long since she’d felt a real cock and too long since one had been inside her. Now that she had his thick member in her hand, she wanted to feel it pumping inside and filling her.

She flicked his tongue with her own. “Fuck me. We can play later at your hotel.”

His lips curled on one side. “Tease.”

She quirked a brow. “What are you going to do about it?”

He withdrew from her slick pussy and dug inside his pocket with his other hand. “I’ll show you what I’m going to do.”

He lifted a foil packet to his mouth and ripped it with his teeth. Gwen took hold of the edges of his jeans and tugged his pants down. When his shaft sprang free, she stared at it in awe and fear. How on earth could it fit inside her?

She straightened while he slid the condom over his erection. Gwen swallowed hard as she watched him. He was fucking huge. And she wanted his mammoth rod badly.

She ran her fingers into his soft hair and claimed his lips. He responded quickly to her kiss and offered his tongue for her to toy with. She eagerly accepted his offering while he moved his hands to her ass. He kneaded and squeezed her cheeks while he pressed his erection against her belly. Need overwhelmed her and made her wild. She hungrily kissed him while she lifted her leg and curled it around him. Taking her cue, he slipped his hand between their bodies. He took hold of his length and rubbed the head over her clit. She moaned, then broke off the kiss.