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I choose a window seat, and he settles into the chair next to me. The uber-luxurious plane is another reminder that we’re different people from different worlds.

Once we’re airborne, a smiling flight attendant serves us drinks and lunch. After enjoying the tasty meal, I recline in my plush seat, a blissful sigh slipping from my lips. Flying coach after this is going to be a serious downgrade.

I turn my head to look at Gunner. He appears lazy and relaxed, long fingers stroking the stem of his martini glass as he watches me with hooded eyes. Being the sole focus of such a gorgeous, powerful man is insanely intoxicating.

“How long is the flight?” I ask.

“Eight hours,” he says. “We’ve got lots of time to kill. Do you want to watch a movie?”

“Hmm. Not really.”

“What about cards? I can teach you how to play Texas Hold’em.”

I grin at him. “You know how to play poker?”

He gives me a wry look. “My dad is a recovering gambler.”

“Right.” I bite my lip at the reminder, eyeing him ruefully. “Maybe we can play later.”

“If you want.” He finishes his dirty martini, picks an olive out of the glass and brings it to my lips.

I take it into my mouth, watching his eyes darken as my lips close around his fingers. I chew the gin-soaked olive as we stare at each other, the air between us sizzling with sexual awareness.

“Good?” he murmurs.

“Delicious.”

His sexy smile sends a burst of heat to my pelvis. I squeeze my thighs together, watching as he slowly licks his fingers, tasting traces of me with the liquor.

“So what’re you in the mood for, Miss Somerset?”

“Mmm. I have a couple ideas.”

His gaze dips to my mouth. I wonder if he wants to kiss me as badly as I want to kiss him.

“I’m listening,” he prompts.

Holding his gaze, I rise slowly to my feet and lean down to whisper against his mouth, “I’ll tell you when I get back from the restroom.”

As I pull away, he gives me a darkly seductive smile and warns, “Don’t keep me waiting.”

Chapter Twenty-Four

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Iwatch marlowe stroll toward theback of the plane, her bouncy round ass swaying in a mesmerizing motion that makes my dick throb.

When she reaches the door to the rear cabin, she pauses and looks over her shoulder at me. As I watch, she provocatively slides the tip of her tongue over those puffy pink lips.

I’m up and out of my seat in a flash, striding down the aisle to follow her through the cabin door. She grins at me, her beautiful hazel eyes sparkling with mischief as she takes my hand and leads me past the bathroom and into the executive lounge.

I close the door behind us and slowly back her up toward the conference table, fingering the strap of her sundress. “What’re you up to, naughty girl?”

Rising on tiptoe, she wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me. Electricity rockets through my body, jolting into every nerve. As she explores the inside of my mouth with her silky tongue, my cock strains against my slacks.

Groaning with need, I run my hands up her sides and brush her breasts with my thumbs.

She shivers and moans against my lips, the sound vibrating down my spine.