Mile High Pleasure

Sophie was on a flight from London to New York, her eyes locked onto the book she was reading. Suddenly, she felt an armrest shake next to her. Looking up, she saw a man about her age, with a chiseled jaw, dirty blonde hair, and piercing blue eyes. He glanced at her apologetically, his eyes scanning her curves.

"Sorry about that. Hi, I'm Colton," he said, extending his hand.

Sophie shook his hand, trying to hide her eagerness. "I'm Sophie," she responded before returning to her book.

But Colton didn't seem to be taking the hint. He shifted in his seat, his muscled arms bumping against hers. Sophie tried to adjust herself, but the plane's tight quarters, combined with Colton's large build, made it impossible. Suddenly, Colton leaned in, his breath hot on her ear "You know. there are other ways to pass the time on a long flight."

Sophie felt her cheeks go red as he slid his hand up to her thigh. "What. what are you doing?" she stammered.

"You look like you need some distraction," Colton breathed, his fingers inching closer to her center. Sophie's heart raced as Colton's fingers found their way between her legs.

"Don't. don't do this," she moaned, closing her eyes in pleasure.

"Shh. it's okay," Colton whispered, his fingers working their magic. "I won't tell anyone."

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