immediately by pushing eagerly against her shapely ass.
Jesus!
She smelled so damn sexy.
She felt like she was made to be plastered against me just like this.
Every primal male instinct I had said that this woman was…mine. That she and I should always be just like this…
Wait a minute! That’s totally ridiculous. I hardly know her.
I shook my head slightly, knowing my brain wasn’t going to win the battle between my body and my mind.
Not now.
Not with her.
Not when this gorgeous female was as close to me as she could get with our clothes on.
“Oh, God. I’m so sorry,” Nicole muttered as she started wriggling to get up.
“Don’t!” I insisted. “Don’t. Move.”
The more she squirmed, the more my cock responded to that motion. Maybe I was a masochist, and I liked being tortured, but I knew I hadn’t had my fill of anguish just yet.
“Damian, I have to get up,” she said firmly. “I’m sorry. I guess I got dizzy from the cocktails. I don’t usually have more than one.”
Fuck! I loved the breathlessness of her voice, a sound that told me that she wasn’t totally immune to the insane sexual attraction between us.
“You’re fine right where you are,” I argued. “Are you okay?”
“I’m not hurt,” she answered softly. “But I feel ridiculous.”
Strangely, it bothered me that she felt uncomfortable. “It’s not like anybody noticed except me, Nicole. And I’m sure as hell not complaining.” The business section was dark. Most of the passengers were sleeping, or resting with earbuds in as they watched their small television with their overhead lights off.
The flight attendants were unobtrusive and quiet somewhere in the galleys to give passengers their sleep time.
Nicole’s arm crept around my shoulders to steady herself as she said, “I’m heavy, Damian. I need to get up.”
Heavy? She felt incredible to me. “You’re perfect, Nicole.” My voice was far hoarser than I’d like.
“You’re insane,” she accused.
“I think you’re making me that way.” I blamed her, only half joking. I’d never experienced this kind of chemistry with anyone, so it was, in fact, fifty percent her fault, right?
I had no idea why I was reacting to Nicole this way, and quite honestly, I wasn’t sure I liked it. I wasn’t an insta-lust kind of guy.
Before she’d fallen into my lap, I’d been trying to figure out why the real Damian Lancaster had fled my body, only to be replaced by a guy who couldn’t control his reaction to some random female sitting next to him on a plane.
Bloody hell! I’d certainly never felt any kind of instant desperation to shag any female. I planned my liaisons carefully, and never with a woman I didn’t know.
Normally, I’d be on my laptop right after we’d gotten airborne. It didn’t usually matter if my seatmate was male or female, young or old, attractive or unattractive. I simply…didn’t notice.
This particular flight had been different since the second I’d laid eyes on Nicole. I hadn’t been myself since I’d given in to some strange compulsion to look at her texts.
For fuck’s sake, I’d actually read those messages like they were the most fascinating reading material I could find. And then, to make things even worse, I’d actually tried to make her feel better because she’d looked so damn disheartened.
Oh, and let’s not even mention the fact that I’d cajoled her into telling me about her sex life.
I released a heavy breath as I tried to figure out what in the hell was so different about Nicole.
I was attracted to the female I was holding in a way I’d never experienced before, and honestly, wasn’t comfortable with, either.
It was something instinctive.
Like a hard kick to the gut that I couldn’t ignore.
My brain hadn’t functioned properly since I’d gotten on the flight.
And my cock was in overdrive.
Shit! I wasn’t a guy who let his cock rule his goddamn brain!
“I can’t just sit here for the entire flight,” Nicole whispered loudly next to my ear.
She sounded nervous, but not in a frightened sort of way. “A few more minutes,” I persuaded as I pressed my face against her hair like a man fucking desperate for the scent of a woman. But I wasn’t frantic to breathe in any female. Just. Her. “You smell so damn good, Nicole.”
She snorted lightly. “I’m not wearing anything. It’s probably my shampoo or body wash. I showered right before I came to the airport, thank God. I had no idea I’d get drunk and fall into the lap of the attractive man right next to me.”
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