Suddenly, the cabin stifled with old demons from our pasts, haunting us.

But each year I spend with you, I grow more and more nervous I’m going to lose you.” “I know we’ve been together for two years, and I love you with all my heart, Tess. He dropped a black velvet box into my lap then rubbed the back of his neck. My tongue turned into a brick and saliva morphed into mortar. I’m so happy we’re spending this time together.” He pushed his meal away, or as much as he could on the tiny tray-table, and awkwardly reached into a pocket. Special cut-crystal-placed me on a pedestal where I had to shine and remain dust free and perfect. He could dominate me so easily… but never did. Hell, I loved how he stood so big and strong. His strong arms and stocky frame screamed builder. The glow highlighted his smooth jaw, blue eyes, and floppy brown hair. His face softened, looking so handsome in the dim interior lights. “I was thinking how much I love you, and how I can’t wait to be in bed. I dropped my gaze, shoving a piece of dried chicken around. He’d probably throw himself out the plane. Just fantasizing about you pinning my wrists and taking me hard. “What are you thinking about? You’re wearing that stunned tuna look of yours.” The knowledge that I’d finally confess what I needed sexually, terrified and thrilled me.īrax smiled, chewing a piece of broccoli. My libido has left the realm of normalcy.įlutters wouldn’t stop in the darkest part of my belly. Brax would push up my skirt and claim me in front of wide-eyed guests. The movie played in my mind: kissing him, then pouncing with need. Whenever I thought about arriving at the hotel, a mini montage took over. “Chicken casserole or beef stir-fry?”īoth sounded woefully unappealing, but I said, “Chicken, please.”īrax ordered the beef, and silence reigned while we ate. The air-hostess arrived at our row, beaming. All I wanted was a hot shower, a soft bed, and Brax to spoon me. “What do you want?” Brax asked, slapping a hand over his wide yawn. Holy hell, it took a long time to travel across the world.Īn air-hostess wheeled a trolley slowly down the aisle, smiling fakely and handing out tinfoil wrapped trays. I scooted upright in the prison of a chair, wincing at my flat butt. Somewhere, hundreds of kilometres above earth, I woke to dry, recirculated air, and the sickening smell of over nuked dinners.īrax brushed his lips on my forehead. Did You Know One in Five Young Adults in America Use Their Smartphones During Sex?

Tears of Tess by Pepper Winters