her back until they reached her bottom again. Instead of squeezing her cheeks this time he gently pulled her skirt up until her bottom was completely exposed under the soft blanket. Then he used both hands to shift her until her pelvis was centred perfectly over his massive erection. She gasped as he pressed down on her lower back and pushed his hips up against her in a rolling movement that seemed to ignite some serious fireworks between her legs. Was she really doing this? Dry-humping a stranger on a plane? They hadn’t even kissed and yet she knew exactly how his hard penis felt between her legs. Oh God. It was so good. Her panties were completely soaked and she was probably leaving a rather embarrassing stain on the front of his jeans but she really didn’t give a damn. She wanted to feel more of him. All of him. But first she wanted to see exactly how good this could get. Experimentally she widened her legs a few more inches and rubbed herself against the hard ridge beneath his zipper. That felt even better so she pressed closer, trying to get more of that delicious friction where she needed it most. He was so big and firm under there. She couldn’t wait to see him. His cock. The word was shocking to her but exciting too. She wanted it. Just the thought of all that hard male flesh pumping between her legs drove her into a frenzy and she began squirming against him, trying to press his erection between her folds through their clothes. His voice hissed between his teeth as he held her still. “Whoah. Honey. Take it easy. Or this adventure tour is going to be over before we even leave the parking lot.” She raised her head again and gave him a puzzled look. “What do you mean?” “I mean. Take it easy on me. I’m only human and all your bouncing around and those sexy little grunts are about to do me in.” “So you liked it? What I was doing? It felt good?” “Hell. Yeah. I think I nearly bit my tongue trying not to moan, it felt so fucking good.” Mona reared back to look at his face. “Seriously?” He gave her a confused grin and reached out to brush her dishevelled hair from her face. “Yes. Seriously. You drive me wild.” “You have no idea how thrilled I am to hear that.” She settled her cheek back against his chest and smoothed her hand down his ridged abdomen. Feeling sexually adequate for the first time in a long time was amazing. She’d always believed that a casual encounter with a stranger would feel cheap and empty. But that’s not how she felt at all. Being with this particular stranger felt natural and right. Even empowering. And incredibly fun. Why had she waited so long to do this? Obviously she’d been incredibly stupid. Well, she wasn’t waiting a second longer. Slowly, she adjusted her position until she could access his body more easily. She feathered her fingers past the waistband of his jeans and rested her hand on top of his zipper. She could feel his hardness straining under the soft cotton and was shocked at the size and heat of him. She couldn’t believe the effect she had on him. Her. A former fat girl was driving this man crazy with her body. Was this really happening? Tentatively, she smoothed her palm up and down his impressive length, hoping not to appear as awkward as she felt. “Can I do some exploring first? Or will that put you over the edge too?” He let out a strangled breath. “Probably. But that feels too good to ask you to stop. So go for it. Just don’t blame me if the tour gets cut short.” “Now that would be a shame,” she giggled and slowly traced the shape of him through his jeans. He groaned softly and thrust his hips against her fingers to prolong the contact. “Does that hurt?” She asked softly as she rubbed him slightly more firmly. “No,” he whispered against her hair. “I love it. Stroke it harder.” Wanting desperately to please him, Mona gripped as much of him as she could through the denim and gave his hard flesh a