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Window Seat Welcome

9 chapters

~23 min read

A near-empty flight gives Marcus Chen the perfect view when Sofia Reyes lifts her bag into the overhead bin, her short checkered skirt riding up to confirm she’s going commando. When his erection escapes his shorts unbidden, he expects handcuffs—not her hand sliding under the waistband to grip what she’d already been admiring in the boarding line.

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MEET THE CHARACTERS

Marcus Chen

A 24-year-old former college athlete with dark hair and deep brown eyes, his body long and leanly muscled from years of track and field. He moves with the quiet grace of someone who spent his youth running, but his shyness and nerdish demeanor betray an awkwardness that has limited his experiences with women. There's a vulnerability in the way he fumbles with his seatbelt, a nervous energy that makes him endearing even in his panic.

Sofia Reyes

A stunning 26-year-old woman with light brown hair pulled back in a ponytail and striking deep water-blue eyes that hold both mischief and warmth. She wears a tight white button-up shirt that hints at the curves beneath, paired with an impossibly short checkered skirt that showcases her long, shapely legs—the kind of legs that belong to an athlete, a pole vaulter or a dancer. Her smile is a weapon, beautiful and knowing, and she carries herself with the confidence of someone who knows exactly what she wants and isn't afraid to take it.

EXPLORE CHAPTERS

Exposed in Row 14

Marcus freezes mid-aisle, his shorts gaping open as four inches of his erection jut into view. He fumbles with the seatbelt buckle, muttering 'I'm sorry' on repeat, while the woman beside him—Sofia—tilts her head, her smile curling. Her hand slides under the hem of his shorts, fingers closing around the exposed shaft before he can retreat. The cabin lights are dim; the overhead bin is still open.

Cart in the Aisle

The flight attendant's cart stops beside their row, and Sofia's hand freezes on Marcus's thigh as she smiles up at the attendant, ordering a Coke while her other hand grips him, hidden beneath her skirt. The overhead bin door clicks shut. She leans in, her lips brushing his ear: 'If you make a sound, I'll stop. If you stay quiet, I'll let you finish inside me.' The cart moves on, leaving the cabin hum and the wet heat of her pressed against his still-sensitive cock.

First of Three

Her mouth is hot and wet, and the pressure builds faster than he can control—his hips twitch, she hums approval, and he comes with a silent, shuddering release, his knuckles white on the armrests. She holds him through every pulse, then lifts her head, licking her lips. "That's one," she murmurs, climbing back into his lap, her skirt riding up as she guides him to her entrance again.

Landing with Evidence

The landing gear jolts against the runway, and Sofia's cheek is still glistening with the proof of him. She releases his hand, drags one finger slowly through the drying streak on her skin, and brings it to his lips. 'Clean it off,' she whispers, her eyes holding his as the cabin lights flicker on. He tastes himself on his tongue, salt and her, as the plane slows toward the gate.

Riding His Mouth

She shifts, one knee on the mattress beside his head, then the other, straddling his face with her cunt pressed directly to his mouth. His hands find her hips, holding her steady as she rocks against him, her slickness coating his chin. 'That's it,' she breathes, her fingers tangled in his hair, her head falling back. 'Don't stop.' The bed creaks beneath them, the city lights painting her silhouette as she rides his tongue, her breath coming in sharp, broken gasps.

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