Page 6 of Mile High Baby

"I suppose she had it coming."

"She had a thirst for adventure. I'm sure she wasn't counting on the prison type, though.”

I shuddered at the idea of being locked away between four closed-end walls.

"Before it was over, we had some pretty amazing adventures." His expression turned into a combination of wistful and lusty, like their adventures didn't involve climbing to the top of Everest but instead having sex on it.

"So, these adventures aren't really about traveling to cool locations. It's about being with a sexy as fuck woman?"

"I like both." He leaned forward slightly, his eyes intense. "What about you? What do you like?"

I liked adventure and sex, but I'd never really had them together. Right now, the thought of it seemed exciting. And weirdly, I wondered what it would be like to go on one with him. But I wasn’t going to tell him that.

Instead, I asked, "What is the wildest adventure you've been on?"

He sat back, his eyes tilting up as if he were thinking about it. Finally, he looked at me. "It's hard to just pick one. And the truth is, the next adventure could be the wildest one of all if you found someone who was game enough to join you."

For a moment, I sat like a dolt as something about his words confused me. Was he propositioning me? Was he suggesting that I was his next adventure?

My brain told me that he was a dirty old man, but my hormones were screaming, “Yes, please.” For an older man, he was sexy as fuck, and his manner, albeit abrasive at times, added to his allure.

"The nice thing about these types of adventures is that they tend to be one and done. That’s what makes them exciting. It's a once-in-a-lifetime thing. You won't ever see the other person again, which is in fact quite freeing, allowing you to explore in ways you might not with anyone else."

Oh. My. God. His words were making me so wet. Was he saying “you” to mean me specifically, or in general?

He stared at me for a long moment and then sat back. "But not everyone has the spirit of adventure like that."

"I do." The words were out of my mouth before I'd even thought them.

He looked at me and his blue eyes revealed sexual interest. "Shall we find out?"

I hesitated because that would be crazy. I didn’t know this guy. He was old and rude, even if he was intense and sexy with large hands.

He stood, and I shifted my legs to let him out into the aisle.

"Where are you going?"

He nodded toward the front of the plane. "All this talk has made me hard. I’m going to go take care of it. Or maybe an adventure waits for me."

Holy hell.

He made his way up the aisle and gave me a wink as he disappeared into the bathroom.

Stay in your seat, Tori.

The fact that I had to talk myself into staying in my seat said something because what I really wanted to do was go find out what adventure might await in the restroom with my seatmate Sterling.

My hormones and my head were at war, but ultimately, my hormones won. I stood and made my way up toward the restroom, casually glancing at other passengers, wondering if they had noticed that Sterling had gone to the restroom or would notice when I followed him into it. But most people were either working on their laptop, watching a movie, or sleeping.

I made it to the restroom and tried the doorknob. He hadn't locked it. I pulled the door open and found him leaning against the wall, a smirk on his face.

I stepped into the bathroom, closing the door behind me and locking it.

He stepped up to me, his hands coming to my hips. "I hope your table and chair are in the upright position, because I'm about to take you for a ride."

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Alex

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