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of her own body.
    Good Lord, this is insane.
    Her hands tightened into fists as her release began to build in her womb, then spread
     outward. Her hips bucked faster, higher, as the toy brought her to the brink with
     alarming speed.
    I’ve got to get one of these. It was the last thought she had before exploding with a shout.
    The toy pressed deeper into her channel and she opened her eyes to see Jon above her,
     his hand on the base of the toy, pressing it farther. Her walls contracted around
     it and she moaned as pleasure began to build once again deep in her core.
    “That’s release number one,” Jon said softly as he pulled the toy back, then pressed
     it in farther. “You know what I want for number two.”

Chapter 5
    Melinda’s heart skipped a beat as she stared into Jon’s intent gaze. Oh, boy. He appeared
     ready to pounce, and just looking at him made the blood rush loudly through her veins.
    “Guys,” the pilot said as he opened the door to the cockpit and stepped into the cabin.
     “I hate to interrupt, but we’re ready to descend.”
    Jon frowned and glanced over his shoulder. Melinda turned to Erik who sat thoughtfully
     watching her and Jon. “How’s the weather?” he asked.
    “It’s still bad. There’s a small opening I can squeeze through, but I need you in
     your seat belts. It’s gonna get bumpy.”
    Erik nodded. “How long do we have?”
    “Five minutes. I would give you more, but we’ve been fighting a headwind and fuel
     is running low.”
    Erik sighed and again nodded in understanding. “Thank you.”
    The pilot stepped back into the cockpit and shut the door.
    “Why didn’t he just use the phone?” Jon asked as he stood straight and glared down
     at Erik.
    Erik shrugged as his lips spread into an amused grin. “You know our captain. He likes
     to peek in occasionally…see what’s going on.”
    Erik’s gaze turned back to hers and she felt her skin begin to heat.
    “After the…” She had to clear her throat in order to continue. “After the chloroform
     and the bouncing earlier, I’m not sure my stomach can take another round. Can I please
     sit up?”
    Erik gave her a slight nod. “Very good. You said please.”
    Melinda rolled her eyes.
    “And then she blows it,” Erik drawled, making Jon chuckle.
    “I’m serious,” she said with more force, pinning Erik with her best boss stare.
    Erik snorted, then waved to Jon. “Help her.”
    Jon removed the toy and began to untie her feet, allowing her to finally close her
     legs. He set the footrest down, and she sighed at the change of position. Her back
     was starting to cramp up. She’d never been a back sleeper, and if she laid on it too
     long, it would stiffen up between her shoulder blades.
    “Thank you,” she said grudgingly to Jon.
    He gave her a soft smile as he untied the silk around her wrists. A Sprite was placed
     in front of her and she frowned at the can and then up at Erik.
    “This will help,” he said.
    She took the can, surprised at his solemn generosity. As she popped the lid open,
     she watched him with curiosity as he made his way back to his chair.
    “Thank you,” she said, then lifted the can to take a sip.
    Jon joined Erik on the other side of the cabin as the plane began its descent through
     the dark clouds. Just as she brought the can to her lips, they hit turbulence. Sprite
     spilled over the rim and onto her chest. She hissed as the cold liquid hit her skin.
    Glancing over at Erik, she noticed his soft smile of amusement.
    “It’s a shame I’m not closer. I would lick it off for you,” he said softly, his deep
     voice making her skin tingle.
    She tried really hard not to let him see how his words and his voice affected her.
     Jon was sweet, soft-spoken, or at least as soft-spoken as a Dom could be. Erik was
     not. Erik commanded obedience even without saying a word.
    The plane hit another rough patch, this one actually lifting her butt off the chair.
     If she hadn’t been buckled