Mile High

Romance, Erotica

• Author: Felicia Rose
• ISBN: 9781466034594
• Publisher: New Dawning Books
• Publication: June 28, 2011
• Imprint: Smashwords
• Language: English

Rising and stepping across the aisle, he picked up my e-reader from the seat next to me and sat down. "What'cha reading, My Brother's Keeper?"

I snatched the e-reader back. "If you don't mind."

"What's it about?"

I sighed, "It's about a man who's obsessed with his sister-in-law."

"Sounds sexy."

"It is."

"Turned you on didn't it?"

"If you don't min—"

"I saw what you were doing…touching yourself."

Oh my God. He did see me! His comment knocked the breath from my lungs. A flush of heat coursed through me.

"I'm extremely attracted to you."

Jesus, The blond haired god wants me. I gazed into the intense blue eyes staring into mine. I wanted him too, especially now, but…"I'm married."

He snickered. "So am I."

My thigh burned as he rested his large hand upon it, inches from my already randy womanhood. I sighed.

He glanced around then said sotto voce, "I'm not talking about dating you. I'm talking about F*****G you!"

The inflection on f*****g sounded invitingly dirty. I should have been offended; instead my pulse sped up and my sex clenched.

"Shocked you didn't I?"

I nodded. "A little."

"You're mixed race, aren't you?"

"Yeah, our family is supposed to have a little of everything. A mulligan stew as they say—mostly Latino, a little black and a touch white."

I studied his very serious, very handsome face and imagined his sexy thin lips touching mine. I did want him. Unbidden, salacious mental images of what he suggested imposed themselves in my mind. Suddenly, I became unbearably hot.

He glanced around once more.

Obviously, contemplating his lurid proposal, I did too. As far back as I could see most passengers were asleep. One or two watched the movie.
"Well whatever you are, it all comes together in one nice package. And your blue eyes are amazing."

"Thank you. There was supposed to be a blue eyed German in our tree somewhere."

His citrus cologne and warm minty breath sent shivers down my spine, as he whispered in my ear, "Well, I saw you looking at me, so I know you're interested. Like I said you're gorgeous and the bottom line is I'd love to F**K you. We're just two strangers, wildly attracted to each other, with an opportunity to do something about it."

Having been a flight attendant for three years, I'd never became a member of the 'mile high club', even though I thought it would be cool. The man sitting beside me was such a hunk, I wanted him, but something held me back. What am I waiting for? Trying to decide what to do, his hand brazenly slipped between my legs effectively robbing my lungs of oxygen. As erotic lust coursed through my veins—I was his. Looking over, his bulge revealed he was as ready as I.
Speaking in a hushed tone, he asked, "We'll be in Denver in twenty minutes. Are you game?"