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“I’m not embarrassed,” he grins. “Although… I don’t want to scare any children.”

“Probably a good idea.”

I take his hand and guide him along the aisle. He keeps close, his groin pressed against my ass the whole time.

We’re almost within arms reach of the restroom, when suddenly…

“Doctor!” A panicked voice screams out across the plane. “Is anyone here a frigging doctor! Help! I think he’s having a heart attack!”

I roll my eyes. Nate already has that look on his face. Like he’s stuck between a rock and a hard place.

“Go!” I tell him. “Go be the hero!”

He kisses my cheek. “Love you, babe.” Then he squeezes my ass. “And this is just a temporary delay. I’m going to take you into that restroom, and I’m gonna pull down those yoga pants, and I’m gonna make you cum so hard you won’t know whether it’s the plane hitting turbulence, or a tidal wave of orgasms crashing through every inch of your body.”

My mouth hangs open as he turns away and rushes towards the emergency.

I look down and check the front of my yoga pants are still dry. I’m so frigging turned, I’m surprised there isn’t a huge wet patch.

“Tidal wave,” I stutter, “orgasms…”