Page 131 of Surly Sheriff
She delivered the waters posthaste with a couple of crystal glasses and cloth napkins on the tray.
“You can keep the glasses,” Reggie informed.
“The bathroom is at the rear of the aircraft,” she said, stowing the bottles in the relevant built-in holders. “And we will serve a light meal once we reach cruising altitude.”
“Thank you, ma’am,” Reggie said. “But we require nothing more. Just some privacy,” he added with a wink.
The attendant’s mouth tightened. “Of course, sir.”
She disappeared up the aisle and shut the cabin door with a decisivethump.
Reggie looked across the small distance and raised his brows.
Tally-May blinked, reading the challenge in his stare.
It was one thing to talk about it, but to actually …
Oh, lighten up. The next few days are going to be harrowing.
The aircraft started moving.
Looking around to ensure theywerealone — she wasnotan exhibitionist — she slipped off her shoes and worked her hands under her pleated skirt, tugging her panties over her hips and down her legs.
The aircraft gained speed.
She bent forward, lifted the silk, and flicked it across the gap. Reggie caught the item in his hand and brought it to his nose, inhaling deeply. He had never done something like that before, and desire flooded through her body.
The wheels lifted off the ground.
Reggie gave her a cocky grin, laid the white underwear across the armrest, and undid his belt buckle.
Tally-May squirmed in her seat.
How far would he go?
He chuckled, reached for the water, twisted off the cap, and guzzled half the bottle while maintaining eye contact, challenging her to the next move.
You’re on, buster.
She slid her hands down her thighs and slowly,veryslowly, gathered the soft material in her hands until it lay bunched on her lap.
And she spread her legs.
Reggie growled, his knuckles turning white as his hold on the water bottle tightened, his free hand slipping the hook from the eye in his waistband.
Tally-May reached for her water, now thirsty, too. She took several sips and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
Reggie growled again, replacing his water in the holder.
A bell chimed, and a disembodied male voice said, “You may move around the cabin now. Flying conditions are perfect, and we’ll be landing at Teterboro Airport in approximately two-hours and thirty-six minutes.”
Reggie released his seatbelt and crooked his finger.
Tally-Mae fumbled with hers. Once loose, she rose.
He undid his zipper and freed his erection.
She crossed the distance, placed her knees on either side of his thighs, and lowered her body, taking him in.
