Free Cabin Glow: A New Adult and College Romance (The Billionaire Romance Redemption Series Book 3) by Bella Love-Wins Page B

glass safely on the table before he ended up spilling it all over himself. Her panties—no, thong—dangled from her forefinger. She spun it lazily around and around. His eyes were drawn to the scrap of silk. Black polka dots on a white background.
    She paused in front of him, lifting one foot to rest it on the table, giving him an eyeful of trimmed pussy.
    “Want to play firefighter and Dalmatian?”
    “What’s that?”
    “Do me doggie-style, and I will play with your hose.”
    It was a very good thing he had put down the wine. Choking on his saliva, he suddenly couldn’t seem to make his throat work correctly. He coughed and hacked as she waited for an answer.
    “Uh…” he cleared his throat, a disconcerting squeak erupting from his mouth. “Uh, Abby? Everything alright?”
    “Yes, Andrew.” She was all calm. Sexy. Way too creative, he decided on the spot.
    He swallowed another lump. “Maybe later.”
    The thong stopped spinning. She gathered it in a fist, and planting her fists on her hips, stuck out her chin and pouted. Her eyes went cold.
    He hurried to continue, “Because right now, all I’m thinking about is hauling you up, bending you over that counter and thrusting into you.” He sure as hell didn’t want her pissed at him so soon on her getaway.
    She broke into a full grin. “Deal.”
    She held out her hands, and he placed his on them. She leaned back to almost a thirty degree angle, pulling him to his feet. When he was standing, she spread her arms out wide. She let the thong float to the carpeted floor and waited, eyebrow lifted. “Move it, big boy!”
    He was only too happy to comply.
    He swung her up into his arms. He kissed her cheek sweetly and walked to the bar. She wrapped her arms around his neck to hold on. It was already the best flying experience ever. There wasn’t anything the woman in his arms could do or say to make it any more perfect. He perused her body as walked. This was perfect. She was his ideal—in every way.
    He turned her in his arms and placed her down gently to sit on the marble-top counter. He stood between her legs. She leaned forward and kissed his lips softly. He tilted her back, lowering his head to her delicate collarbone. She sucked in her breath when the cool stone touched her bare skin. Reaching across the width of the counter, she folded her fingers under the edge and clung to it. He dropped her legs and let them dangle. She playfully kicked like a child. Abby jumped off the counter and mounted it on her stomach, chest facing down, forehead on the marble, fingers clinging to the edge.
    “Now I’m ready,” she teased.
    Andrew groaned, and smacked her ass softly.
    They stilled as soon as the smack finished echoing through the jet’s cabin. He had meant it lightheartedly, but the spark of arousal that followed shocked him as it coursed through his groin.
    “God, Abby. You’re gorgeous.”
    “Do it again, Andrew. It feels so good.”
    And so he did. He didn’t even think about it. He just opened his palm and smacked her ass softly. She whimpered and begged for another, so he slapped it again. Her flesh heated under his hand and he couldn’t believe, she was asking him to do this, and enjoying it too. And was it ever making his cock hard.
    Once again, on her pleas for more, he flattened his hand across her backside. She arched and moaned, tossing her long hair back and forth.
    That was enough. He was ready, and now she begged for him to spread her and come inside. He ran his hand between her legs and felt her moisture. She was ready, too. He let her go just long enough to undo his belt buckle and zipper, and let his dress slacks fall to his ankles. He stroked down her ribs to her hips and then her thighs. Holding them apart, he moved into her space.
    He entered her slowly. The feel of her warm buttocks on his thighs was amazing; incredible. The tight squeeze of her inner folds surrounding him caused a bubble of intense emotion to form in his chest. His