Passion in the Sky by Diane Thorne Read Free Book Online

moaning sounds. With a deep sigh, she gave up the hope of connecting with him while the plane flew in the air.
     
    Phillip.Connor@… I have an idea. Never tried this. I think it will work.
     
    Excitement added beats to her heart.
     
    What?
     
    Phillip.Connor@… Meet me in the bathroom up here.
     
    She stared at the message. Was he for real?
     
    Have you seen the size—?
     
    Phillip.Connor@… I just checked and we can fit. I’m closing my laptop. Come meet me in the left one. NOW
     
    She chewed on her lip, anxious to follow his instruction. Every bit of her wanted him badly—yearned for him to touch her, kiss her and do whatever naughty things he had planned. Here was her chance for some of it to happen. Should she have sex with him in a bathroom, thousands of feet above the ground?
    She surveyed her surroundings again. Nobody would notice her gone. First class had only a few people. They probably wouldn’t notice him gone either. Would anyone see her entering the same facility as him? Odds were likely she could enter without detection.
    Hot and horny, she snatched her purse and slid her Kindle inside. Quietly, she stood then headed for the first class section. She couldn’t pass on a chance to have sex with such a passionate man. Besides, she was a free woman. The time had come to take full advantage of such rare opportunities.

Chapter Five
     
     
     
    Gwen pushed aside the curtain to the first class section and stepped forward. Her gaze went straight to Phillip’s chair and found it empty. Immediately her heart pounded fiercely as if it wanted to break free from her body. Lust motivated her to proceed to the bathroom facilities. She’d never had sex with a stranger and never had sex on a plane flying high in the sky, but here she was ready and willing to do both without hesitation. Was she fucking crazy?
    She paused outside the door to the bathroom unit on the left and glanced at the people sitting in first class. The two women and one man sat with their heads tilted back on pillows, eyes closed, and blankets covering their bodies. They didn’t move an inch.
    Whispers of voices jolted her head in the opposite direction, towards the nose of the plane. The dark blue curtain hid whoever was on the other side. She guessed the attendants were there since she hadn’t seen any of them in passing.
    A click from the bathroom snatched her attention. The door opened. She met Phillip’s eyes and her jaw dropped. He grabbed her arm and pulled her inside.
    She stepped to the side of the door while he shut it and slid the lock into place with a click. He was several inches taller than her and wore the same clothes she’d seen him dressed in before—a white button down tucked inside his jeans. His dark suit jacket lay on the edge of the counter, near the basin. He seemed bigger than the other two brief times she’d seen him. His hunky build left her with little room to move. Goodness, the man appeared to have a strong, solid body. And it was inches away from her to touch.
    He stepped back and met her gaze. With a crooked smile he said, “Now, we’re alone.”
    She swallowed hard. Alone. Locked in the small facility with him staring at her and his handsome body so close. She was helpless, stunned and speechless. Heat rushed through her when she recalled all of the things planned to do to her.
    He took the strap of her purse from her hand and set her bag on top of his jacket. “You won’t need this.”
    “I, uh…” She stepped to the side, placing her back against the door.
    He cocked a brow. “Yes?”
    His blue eyes mesmerised her as they had the first time she met him. Suddenly, she lost her train of thought. She didn’t want to feel any more like an idiot than she already did, so she went with the first thing that came to mind.
    “I’m Gwen.” She held her hand up for him to shake.
    He lowered his gaze and released a soft chuckle. “Beautiful Gwen…” He took her hand and the other and lifted them.