Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28244 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 141(@200wpm)___ 113(@250wpm)___ 94(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28244 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 141(@200wpm)___ 113(@250wpm)___ 94(@300wpm)
“I promise,” I whisper as I lean in. My eyes drop to her mouth. Hers drop to mine.
The plane trembles, just like us, and our lips close the final distance. I moan when I feel her soft tantalizing lips on mine, moving and sliding and feeling so damn good I can’t breathe.
I cup her jaw and she parts her lips, that delicious silky tongue sliding against mine. She tastes like chocolate. She tastes like heaven.
Her hand finds my chest, fingers curling into my shirt as the kiss deepens, slow and hungry. Every nerve in my body ignites. I’m half-aware that people are probably watching us, but nothing short of an engine failure could pull me away from these magical lips.
God, I want to do so many things to this girl. I want to undress her slowly. I want to spread her legs and taste her sweetness. I want to make her fall in love with me. I want to make her scream my name as I make her cum harder than she ever thought possible.
When we finally break apart, her warm breath catches against my tingling lips. She looks at me under those sexy eyelashes, a little dazed, cheeks flushed, tongue licking my taste off her lips. I’ve never seen anything so sexy. I’ve never experienced want like this. No, not want. Need. I need this girl like I need oxygen.
I can’t live without her. I won’t live without her.
“Thank you for calming me down,” she whispers. The plane is nice and level now, although I’m praying for a little more turbulence. Maybe if we fly into a thunderstorm she’ll sit on my lap…
“Any time,” I whisper, my thumb tracing her jaw. “Did it work?”
“It got my mind off the turbulence,” she says, smiling with those adorable cheeks blushing. “But it didn’t calm me down. My heart is racing even more now.”
I take her hand and place it on my chest. She smiles when she feels my heart pounding as well.
Our flight attendant matchmaker gives us a knowing smile as she walks by.
“I knew it,” she whispers to herself.
I knew it too. The second I saw her.
But now, I’m damn near certain. This girl is mine.
CHAPTER THREE
Maya
“This is unbelievable,” Dad mutters as Taint and his buddies pass around beers on the bus. They bought a few cases of warm beer from some guy in the airport parking lot and they’re all getting hammered on the way to the resort. A few are puffing on cigarettes, filling the bus with smoke.
It’s already chaos. They’re so loud and obnoxious, I can’t even.
I close my eyes and plug my ears, trying to put myself back on the plane next to Adrian. I get all tingly when I remember the way it felt to have him holding my hands, his soothing whispers in my ears, telling me everything will be okay. I shiver when I remember how it felt to be kissed by him. It was incredible and so unexpected to have this rich handsome man kissing me like he was claiming my mouth.
I’ve never been kissed like that before. It’s something you don’t come back from.
I’m trying to remember every detail—the way his hard muscular chest felt under my tingling fingertips, the way his hand was cradling my jaw like I was a precious work of art, the way his hot breath felt on my flushed skin… I’m picturing it all and am almost back there with him when I feel a hard jolt on my shoulder, yanking me out of my new happy place.
I look up in shock. Taint is standing over me with a warm can of beer, offering it.
“Wanna get fucked up?” he asks.
“No thanks,” I say, forcing out a smile.
He offers the can to my dad who’s sitting beside me. Dad just mutters something under his breath and turns to the window.
“More for us,” Taint says, cracking it open.
“Hey, hit me!” one of his idiot buddies shouts from the front. Taint throws the beer, even though it’s open, and beer rains down on everyone in the five rows between him and idiot number two.
The whole bus is our group, so it’s all friendly fire. My mom is sitting in front of us beside her sister Jennifer, and she gets the worst of it.
“Are you serious?” my dad snaps. “You just poured beer all over my wife.”
Taint chuckles like it’s all a big joke. “My wedding, my rules.”
Dad’s mouth drops open as Taint struts away, handing out more warm beers.
“This guy can’t get any worse,” Dad says as he watches him go with fire in his eyes.
And then Taint lights a big fat cigar, in the hot bus, and my dad shakes his head. “I stand corrected.”
I sink into the seat and try to ignore the chaos around me. My mind goes right back to the airport when we landed.