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finally he was grinding into her body, pulling her tight to him as he stuffed every inch of his cock inside her body, spilling his seed deep within her. They huddled there on the ground. The only thing breaking the silence was their harsh breathing and the sound of her heart pounding in her head.
    “Welcome to the Mile High Club,” he said with a chuckle in her ear.
    Sam laughed. She found that she enjoyed his sense of humor, how he could turn pleasure into laughter, just as he had when he’d commented on her taste. If she wasn’t careful, very careful, she could be in really deep trouble. Shaking away her thoughts, not wanting to follow that track, she turned her head to look over her shoulder at him.
    “I say we see how many positions we can do before the flight ends. I’m sure there’s a record somewhere on the Internet for this type a thing, and I have a need to beat it.”
    He laughed as he lifted from her, pulling his cock, still hard, from her pussy. When he sat back up on the couch and watched her with an amused expression and a hand out to her, she felt that curious twinge in her chest.
    Yep, she was in trouble.
    “I’m game if you are,” he said then, and she took his hand.

Chapter Nine
    They reached Joel’s house with him barely able to walk. God, but the woman was insatiable. He’d never thought he would ever describe a woman like that, but it was true. He’d barely been able to catch his breath when she’d finally sighed contentedly and said she’d gotten her membership to the Mile High Club good and earned. He’d chuckled, at a loss for words of exactly how to take Sam. Of course, she hadn’t yet told him that was who she was, but he didn’t like thinking of her as Natalie when he didn’t have to. When he talked to her, he’d call her Natalie, but in his mind, she was Sam, his Samantha.
    Wait, his?
    She wasn’t his. This was a game, and he was just infatuated with her sex drive. He hadn’t gotten this satisfied by a woman in quite some time. If ever, for that matter. He just wasn’t used to having that.
    Joel led her to his home, wondering what she thought of the exclusive condominium. He was on the top floor, keeping the roof as his private domain. He hadn’t thought much about the steel-and-glass body of the building, hadn’t paid attention to the red and gold uniformed doorman who led them in and deposited them in the elevator. He hadn’t thought of any of it since he had purchased the building. The bottom floors were his offices, the headquarters of his company. It made it easy when he needed to work late nights and couldn’t get much sleep.
    Now he looked at the slate, black, and white decor with different eyes. He wondered what she thought of it. What did she think of his carefully designed home in cool chrome, black, and neutral colors? Did she think his home was inviting? And why did he care? This was a business arrangement. Albeit a pleasurable one, it still was a business transaction. He wanted to work her out of his system, and he was paying a hefty price to do just that. He would get his money’s worth out of her body, and then he’d be done. She’d get the best his money could buy while she was here and then walk away a quarter of a million dollars richer. She was most definitely getting the better end of the deal. That thought out of his head, he relaxed, and decided they needed to stay away from the bedroom. She addled his brain. He couldn’t afford that. He led her to the living room and sat her down on the couch.
    “Make yourself at home. Would you like a drink?”
    “Yes. Scotch will do.” She smiled to herself, and he wondered what she was thinking and then thought it didn’t matter.
    He poured her a finger of scotch, tossed in a couple ice cubes to give it a bit of chill, and then poured himself some straight. After he handed the glass to her, he took his down in one gulp.
    “Want to watch a movie? I think we’ve worn ourselves out, at least for a couple