Free Touch (Sovereign Book 1) by BJ Harvey Page B

stroking me like I wished his fingers were. “And then?” I whispered hoarsely.
    His voice went deeper as he continued, “And then I would run my index finger through your slick pussy, my thumb dragging across your hard clit as you bucked your hips against my hard cock grinding into your ass.”
    “Jesus, I’m wet now,” I murmured, turning toward the window for privacy.
    “And I’m hard as fucking steel from just looking at you.”
    My body went ramrod straight as I looked in his direction, and met piercing blue eyes that I swore could see right through me.
    Without breaking eye contact, I said, “I’ve heard it’s hazardous to a man’s health to stay in that state for too long.”
    He growled into my ear, the sound making me buzz with need. “Your mouth is making promises that should be made in person, preferably on your knees.” Even from ten feet away I could see his eyes fixated on my mouth, his look turning dark when my tongue darted out to run along my bottom lip. “And now I’m imagining your legs wrapped around my hips and my cock buried so deep, you wouldn’t know which way was up.”
    “You’re very forward,” I said.
    “And you’re irresistible.” Now my breath was all but gone.
    “I think you might be making empty promises, Mr. Matthews.”
    “There’s nothing empty about the promises I’m making. It’s just up to you how you’re going to let me prove them.”
    My eyes drifted away from his to the screen, seeing that there were only thirty minutes of flight time left. Definitely not enough to take him up on his offer.
    “Seems today is not our day. Definitely not this flight, anyway.”
    “There’s still tonight. Besides, there are a lot more options to consider.”
    “Such as . . .”
    “I’d like to propose a game.”
    “A game?” I asked, my interest piqued. I’d never been one to back away from a challenge.
    “That’s all you’re going to get from me until after the flight. If you want to know more, you’ll find me when you disembark and give me the chance to prove I’m not a man who promises anything he doesn’t intend to deliver on. Especially when made to a woman like you.”
    “I bet you say that to all the girls,” I replied.
    “Not lately. No one has garnered my attention, nor made a flight this entertaining for a long time. You’ve distracted me from my work, Ms. Jacobs.”
    “Well, I’d hate to have it on my conscience that I was the cause of you getting in trouble. I’ll leave you to think about exactly what you’ll have the chance to do to me if I do in fact decide to find you after the flight. Until we talk again, Mr. Matthews.”
    “Alyssa, I—” I didn’t hear any more because I’d ended the call, a knowing smile on my face as I felt his burning gaze on me. But I didn’t lift my eyes toward his again. Instead, I leaned against the window and stared out into the clear blue sky with my mind racing.
    His words ran through my head like a porn movie on repeat—one with high definition and graphic detail.
    As a single, free-spirited woman, there was nothing stopping me from taking Mr. Matthews up on his offer. All I had to do was find him after we arrived, when he’d promised to show me he wasn’t all talk. The relationship I had with Aiden—my friend from San Francisco—was casual. It was never explicitly stated by either of us, but neither of us were in a position to demand exclusivity. 
    Nothing noteworthy happened during the remainder of the flight. There were no more drink deliveries or phone calls, and the one time I did allow myself to look toward Mr. Matthews’s seat, he wasn’t staring back at me waiting for another chance to talk his way into my panties. No, he was typing away at a computer in his lap, as if his offer wasn’t consuming his every thought.
    Must have just been me then, because my entire body was ablaze with lust just from the few words we’d shared. I imagined him stripping me naked and bending me over the