whispered and laughed our way through the entire flight.
“Hmm.” I think out loud. “That’s a tough one.”
“Why?”
“I’m on a bit of a drought at the moment. I can hardly remember any sex.”
“How long?” He frowns.
“Oh.” I look to the ceiling and think. I haven’t had sex in like...eighteen months.”
His face falls in horror. “What?”
“It’s lame, isn’t it?” I wince.
“Very. You need to up your game. They’re very bad statistics, indeed.”
“I know. “I giggle. Boy...we’re so tipsy. “Why am I telling you all this stuff?” I whisper. “You’re just some random guy I met on a plane.”
“Who happens to be very interested in the subject.”
“Why is that?”
“He leans in and whispers to me so the flight attendants can’t hear us. “I don’t understand how someone as hot as you doesn’t get fucked three times a day.”
I stare at him as I feel a tingle all the way to my toes. Stop it. This guy is too old for me and so not my type.
His eyes drop to my lips, and the air between us zaps with electricity.
“How long are you in New York?” he asks.
I watch his tongue dart out and lick his bottom lip in slow motion. I can almost feel it between my...” Just the afternoon. I have my interview at six tonight, and then I catch the last flight out.” I whisper.
“Can you change your flight?”
Why? “No.”
He smirks as he watches me, and it’s obvious he’s imagining something.
“What?” I smile.
“I wish we were on a private jet.”
“Why is that?”
His eyes drop to my lips once more. “Because I’d break that drought of yours and initiate you into the Miles-High Club.”
I get a visual of climbing on top of him, right here, right now. “It’s Mile-High Club...not Miles” I whisper.
“No...it Miles.” He smirks as his eyes darken. “trust me - It’s Miles.”
Something inside me snaps, and suddenly I want to say something crazy and out of the ordinary. I lean forward and whisper in his ear, “You know, I’ve never fucked a stranger before.”
He inhales sharply as his eyes hold mine. “Do you want to fuck a stranger?” he murmurs as arousal thrums between us.
I stare at him. This is so out of character for me.
This man makes me...
“Don’t be shy,” he whispers. “Tell me, if we were alone right now...” He pauses as he chooses his words. “What would you give me. Emily?”
My eyes search his, and maybe it’s the alcohol or the lack of sex or the fact that I know I’ll never see him again...or perhaps I’m just a total ho. “Me,” I breathe. “I would give you me.”
Our eyes lock, and as if forgetting where we are, he leans forward and cups my face in his hands. His eyes are so blue and a wave of arousal sweeps through me at this touch.
I want this man.
I want all of this man...every last drop.
“Hot towel?” Jessica, the flight attendant asks.
We jump back from each other embarrassed. What must they think of us” They’ve been watching us flirt shamelessly for the entire trip.
“Thank you,” I stammer as I take the towel from her.
“There’s a snowstorm in New York, and we’re going to circle for a while to see if we can land,” she says.
“What happens if we can’t?” Jim asks.
“We will fly on to Boston and have an emergency layover for the night. You will be accommodated in a hotel for the night, of course. We will know in the next ten minutes. I’ll keep you updated.”
“Thank you.”
She walks off to the other side of the plane and out of earshot, and Jim leans over and whispers “I hope New York freezes the fuck over.”
Nerves dance in my stomach. “Why is that?”
“I have plans for us,” he whispers darkly.
I stare at him as my brain misfires. I’ve been prick teasing like a pro, but I’m really not that kind of girl. It’s easy to be brave and slutty when there’s no chance of anything happening. I begin to perspire. Why did I get so tipsy? Why did I tell him about my drought? That’s suppose to be kept private, fool.
“Another drink?” Jim whispers.
“I can’t – I have a job interview this afternoon.”
“That won’t be happening.”
“Don’t say that,” I stammer. “I want this job.”
“Good evening passengers, this is the Captain speaking.” A voice comes over the loudspeaker and I close my eyes. Shit.
“Due to a snowstorm in New York, we will be flying onto Boston tonight and staying there. We will return to New York early in the morning. Sorry for any inconvenience this has caused. But safety is our priority.”
My eyes meet Jim’s, and he gives me a slow and sexy smile and raises his eyebrow.