Flying High

I don’t know if I’d rather feel them on my mouth or on the pulsing area between my legs.

His skin is a beautiful golden tanned color. I have no prejudice or preference when it comes to skin color, but his looks perfect. I’ve never cared about looks, only personality, but this man’s incredible, spine-tingling beauty has me wondering what’s going on behind those alert magnetic eyes.

“We’re going to perform a flawless take-off now,” Devon’s voice squeaks in my ear.

“I’m the pilot,” Pilot Dave snaps, losing his patience already. “Don’t make announcements or you’ll be watching the take-off from the parking lot.”

“Aye-aye Captain, Dave!” Devon answers with a crisp salute.

“It’s Pilot Dave,” he corrects with a shake of his head.

Susan grabs my knee and squeezes it, making me jump. The seatbelt digs into my shoulders as I leap up in shock.

I rip my eyes off of Captain Hottie and look at my frazzled co-worker. Susan looks like she’s mid-panic attack.

“Are we going to die?” she mouthes to me.

God, I hope so.

I let out a slow exhale and turn back to the windshield to get one last look at Pilot Tattoos before we take off.

My eyes widen and my heart stops when I see him frozen, staring directly at us. The papers he’s carrying slip from his hands and blow off in the wind, but he doesn’t react. He doesn’t even seem to notice as his intense eyes stare at our helicopter.

At our helicopter, or at… me?

It feels like he’s staring right at me. I can feel it in every stirring cell in my body.

It can’t be…

But I think it is. His eye-line is slicing right through Devon and Pilot Dave and centered on me. His big chest isn’t moving. His body is so tight.

God, my heart is pounding violently in my chest. I’m wondering if Susan and Kyle can feel it.

“Time for take-off!” Pilot Dave says.

Devon punches the ceiling with a holler.

“Don’t punch my helicopter,” Pilot Dave admonishes. “And no hollering into the headsets or I’ll turn yours off.”

He flicks a button and the whole helicopter begins to shake as the rotary blades on top begin to rotate faster.

Pilot Dreamy goes from stunned to sprinting. He takes off like a bullet, pumping those thick powerful thighs as he runs right to us.

“What the hell?” Pilot Dave mumbles through the headsets as he sees his co-worker advancing toward us with a crazed look in his eyes.

There’s a fluttering in my stomach and a feeling like something in my chest is expanding as he arrives at Pilot Dave’s door and yanks it open.

“Jack!” Pilot Dave shouts in shock. “What the fuck?!”

I pull my headset down with a trembling hand.

“Everybody out,” he barks in a firm commanding voice that has everyone on alert.

His eyes dart to mine and my cheeks heat up, turning my dark skin a little darker.

“Not you,” he says to me. My adrenaline spikes. “You stay right there.”

Chapter Two

Nia

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“I thought I was taking this group up?” Pilot Dave says as he pulls his headset down.

“Not anymore,” Jack answers with his jaw clenched. He keeps shooting me quick fierce glances and it has a strong effect on my body. It’s burning between my legs every time those intense blue eyes hit me.

“Okay,” Pilot Dave says, trying to understand what’s happening. I don’t think any of us truly understand what’s happening. I know I don’t. I’ve never had a guy react like this in front of me. Or to me, is more like it. “Let’s go inside and update the flight logs.”

“What’s happening?” Devon asks as he butts his head in. “What do you need me to do, Captain?”

Jack’s massive chest is heaving up and down. I can only imagine that his heart is beating as hard as mine is.

“Everybody out!” he shouts, looking like he’s going to explode hotter than the volcano behind him.

“But the flight logs,” Pilot Dave says.

“Fuck the flight logs,” Jack barks as he unbuckles Pilot Dave’s seatbelt and yanks him out of the helicopter.

“We’re not going?” Susan says as she pulls off her headset. “Oh, thank God.”

She opens the door and rushes out quicker than Pilot Dave was yanked out. Kyle leaves with a shrug.

He holds the door open as he waits for me. “Aren’t you coming?” he asks, staring at me with a confused look on his face.

I shake my head. My destiny lies here.

So does Devon’s apparently.

Jack climbs into the pilot’s seat and slams the door closed.

It’s just the three of us in here now.

“Hello, Captain,” Devon says with his hand extended. “I can be your co-pilot. I have hundreds of hours logged on my flight simulator at—”

“Get. The. Fuck. Out,” Jack hisses through clenched teeth.

Devon gulps and then quickly exits the aircraft.

The air charges with a tingling voltage now that it’s only me and Jack inside the helicopter. He puts on his headset and I do too.