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Carl.”
    “We’re heading into some turbulence. You should stay seated and buckled in.”
    “Will do.”
    Her eyes were frightened now. “Don’t worry, Carl’s an excellent pilot and this jet is state-of-the-art,” he reminded her gently.
    She nodded. “Okay.”
    “You must keep your seatbelt on and stay in your seat. I’ll do all the talking. Now, where was I? Oh, yes. Kissing you.”
    He chuckled when he saw her realization that he was going to talk his way through a seduction. His cock came to attention as his blood rushed again, a curious sensation inside the pressurized cabin. “I think when I get to the valley between your breasts I’ll lick you there for a long time. But not the nipples, no that would be too quick. I’ll just lick the sides, almost to the peaks. The nipples will have to wait for later.”
    She squirmed. “Go on.”
    He laughed. “I’m interested in your ribs. Can I see them? Drag my tongue along each ridge?”
    Her eyes sparked heat, her lips parted, lush and pink as wet raspberries.
    “In the hallway earlier I molded your ass in my hands. Each side filled a palm.” He held them up so she could see. “Your ass is tight and fleshy and high. I want to bite it.” He shook his head. “Not hard enough to hurt you, just nips that let you know I’m there. I’ll drop my tongue to the crease at the top of your thigh and lick it, then run my tongue toward the center between your legs.”
    Her thighs squeezed together.
    “Wet yet?” He hoped so. He didn’t think he’d be able to use a lot of finesse once he got his hands on her. “You know you’ll have to open your legs when I touch you. No holding them closed the way you are now.”
    She bit her lip, moved in frustration. “This is…I want to—”
    “No.”
    She bit her lip and collapsed back into her seat, but she let her legs relax again.
    “Next I’ll dip my tongue into your navel. Do you have hair on your pussy or have you shaved? I like hair so I hope you have yours. Is it bright red? Or brown?”
    She blinked. “You’ll have to find out.”
    He liked that her voice sounded rough, her breath uneven. He liked it a lot.
    He’d like it better when he could touch her the way he described. But until her mind was off flying and firmly on him, he’d have to keep this insanity going.
    “So, here we are at the good part. Your pussy. I can see it in my mind’s eye. All pink and luscious. I think I’ll rim it with my tongue right on those outer lips. I love when they get wet. They want to open. The dark pink flesh looks slick and juicy, like ripe, sweet melon. The juice is thick at first then thins the more aroused you get. Did you know that?”
    “No.” Her voice now was barely more than a croak. Her tongue came out and licked her full lower lip, reminding him of how it delicately tipped across his cock, lapped his pre-come and looked for more.
    Heat arrowed to his cock and he had to adjust for more room.
    She saw his adjustment and licked her lips again. “I want to—” The jet rocked on the turbulence and fear chased the arousal from her eyes, “—talk now.”
    “Would you like me to join you instead?” He kept his voice soft, coaxing her to listen. “You don’t have to sit alone. Crossing to your side will only take a second. Maybe less.” He wanted his hands on her. Soon.
    “You’d like that. You’d like to make me ask you to come over here. I’m not that afraid.”
    “I know.” But he’d been pushed to the breaking point for the second time in an hour. Still, he had his pride.
    The intercom buzzed. “Yes, Carl.”
    “You’re free to move around the cabin. We’re past the turbulence.”
    “Thank you, Carl.”
    She arched her eyebrows, watched him as avidly as he did her. She undid the buckle of her seatbelt, the sound of metal scraping metal loud, intrusive. “I don’t think I can stand,” she said.
    “You won’t be doing much of that anyway.”

Chapter Four
    Alex undid his safety belt and