Lily opened it. She wanted this man, here and now. There was no reason to deny her needs—or her fantasies.
THE DOOR clicked shut behind him. The sound was like a starter’s pistol, both of them coming together in a flurry of hands and mouths. Lily’s fingers clutched at the hem of his shirt and he tugged it over his head. A moment later, the buttons on her blouse were dispatched and Aidan pulled it down over her arms.
He yanked Lily against him, finding her mouth again and furrowing his fingers through her hair. Skin met skin beneath the harsh light from above the sink. He drew back to look into her eyes and at that moment, Aidan was certain Lily was the most beautiful woman he’d ever met.
How could this be happening? When he’d stepped onto the plane a few hours before, he’d expected the usual trip spent sleeping or reading or distractedly watching a movie. But now he was locked in a tiny bathroom, undressing a stranger.
Her lips were damp from his kiss and her hair tumbled around her face. Her breath came in quick gasps. Pressing his forehead to hers, he gently smoothed his hand over her shoulder, then down her chest. When he reached her breast, he cupped it in his palm.
Everything about her was natural, including her perfect breasts. It had been so long since he’d touched a completely real woman and the prospect of making love to her was overwhelmingly exciting.
But it wasn’t just her appearance, Aidan mused. Every reaction was honest and unstudied. With other women, he felt as if their responses were designed solely to increase his pleasure, the moans, the sighs, the frantic whispers, scripted like lines in some porno flick. When he touched Lily, she trembled. When he softly bit her neck, her breath caught in her throat. And when she felt pleasure, she sighed.
Aidan slipped his fingers beneath her bra and drew his thumb over her nipple. It was already puckered into a hard peak. Grabbing her waist, he turned her around, then sat down and pulled her between his legs. Her belly was soft, her skin like silk, and he reached up and drew her bra straps over her shoulders.
Lily held her arms over her breasts but he gently captured her hands in his. “You’re beautiful,” he murmured. “Let me touch you.”
Another tiny moan slipped from her throat as he brushed his lips across her nipple through the fabric of her bra. Everything around them seemed to dissolve into a soft haze. He was aware of the sounds of the plane, the whir of a fan above his head, the buzz of the fluorescent lights, the muffled roar of the engines. But his attention was completely focused on her body—and her pleasure.
He smoothed his hands along her thighs, shoving her skirt up to her hips. Pressing his face into the warmth of her body, Aidan kissed her belly and inhaled the sweet scent.
Lily’s hands skimmed over his chest, her fingers trembling. She seemed to be transfixed by the feel of his body beneath her touch. Her cheeks were flushed and her breath came in tiny gasps. Though he was certain she’d been with a man before, it seemed as if this was all new to her.
“Have you ever done this before?” he asked, suddenly needing to know.
She shook her head, her thick hair a curtain around her face. “No.”
Though he’d learned to doubt what usually came out of a woman’s mouth, Aidan sensed he could trust Lily. He covered her fingers with his and pressed her hand to his heart. “Me, neither.”
A tiny smile curled the corners of her mouth, as if she were pleased by the admission. He stood and pulled her into his embrace, his lips finding hers again. They stumbled as they searched for a comfortable space, their feet tangling together. Frustrated, Aidan circled her waist with his hands and lifted her up to balance her on the edge of the tiny sink.
Grabbing her legs, he wrapped them around his waist and lost himself in the taste of her mouth. Lily braced her hands above her head, her blouse still caught around her wrists, exposing her body to his touch.
Aidan knew they wouldn’t be able to stay in the bathroom forever. Yet he didn’t want to rush. He’d come prepared, retrieving a condom from his overnight bag before following her into the bathroom.
He slowed his pace, kissing her deeply. His hand slipped beneath the waistband of her skirt and she arched against him. They were still dressed, but it was clear where they were headed.
Instinctively, he began to move against her, his erection rubbing at the spot between her legs. He was glad for the barrier between them. Without it, he would have been far too close to his release. Lily braced her arms behind her and tipped her head back.
“Tell me what you want,” he said. He drew her leg up along his hip, the contact between them suddenly more intimate. “This?”
“Oh, yes.” Lily sighed, shuddering as she spoke.
At first, she seemed to be so focused on what he was doing to her that she barely moved. But then, she reached around and grabbed his ass, pulling him even closer. The fabric from his pants created a delicious friction against his shaft. Aidan considered himself quite skilled in the bedroom, able to pleasure a woman in a hundred different ways before giving in to his own needs. But when Lily touched him, he felt as though he was experiencing a woman for the first time.
Was it the excitement of doing something so forbidden? Had he become so jaded about sex that it took something a little kinky to turn him on? Or was there something about Lily that made her different from the others? He barely knew her, yet he felt as if they’d been thrown together for a reason.
Her hand slipped beneath his waistband and Aidan groaned. He was so close already, yet he kept tight control over his desire. He wanted to lose himself inside her, but at that moment, Aidan realized it didn’t make a difference how or where he found release.
This wouldn’t be the last time they shared an experience like this. He didn’t have any intention of letting her just walk out of the airport and out of his life forever. He would seduce her again, and not in a cramped airplane bathroom, but in a big soft bed.
She buried her face in the curve of his neck, biting softly as they continued to move against each other. And then, to his surprise, she cried out, her body quivering in his arms, the sound of her orgasm muffled against his skin.
Aidan was stunned. And so, it seemed, was Lily. He stared down into her face and her eyes were wide with wonder. He kissed her gently and she melted against him, her breath still coming in soft gasps.
“How long do you think we can stay in here before someone knocks on the door?” he whispered.
“I don’t think we should go just yet,” she said. “We’re not…done, are we?”
He glanced at his watch. “We still have two more hours until we land. There’s a lot we can do with two hours.”
“Like what?” Lily teased.
“Anything you want. I’m at your command.”
A tiny smile twitched at her lips. “Oh, a slave boy. That’s one of my fantasies right there. Kiss me, slave boy.”
Aidan growled, then softly bit her lower lip. “I prefer slave assistant.”
She laughed, then pressed her mouth to his in a delicious kiss. But her delight was short-lived. A sudden jolt put him off balance and Aidan reached out to steady himself, bracing his arm against the door.
