Caught Read Online Free Page A

one-on-one time.
    He glanced around his office, his gaze landing on the calendar. “Perfect!”
    “What? I don’t think…”
    He interrupted her before she went further. “No. It’s not perfect that you’re claustrophobic.”
    “Hey now! I didn’t say I was claustrophobic. I just don’t like small, confined spaces where there is a possibility of lots of people.”
    Quin chuckled. This woman was a lot different than the girl in high school, and he was starting to really like her. “Now honey, don’t get bent out of shape. It’s fine. We can work on that too if you want. I’m sure I can help you love tight, close quarters when it’s just you and me. We could have the entire plane to do whatever we wanted.”
    A small, soft gasp made its way through the phone line. His voice must have dipped at the end making his arousal apparent as he thought about everything he wanted to do to her if he got her alone on the aircraft. First on the list was joining the mile high club. He knew he could get her to make that sound again when he pushed his cock inside her willing body.
    Adjusting himself again he turned to sit in his chair, his painfully hard erection pressing against the zipper of his jeans. He tried shaking his airplane fantasies away but only managed to replace them with ones involving his office. He could envision bending her over his desk and taking her hard from behind. She would have to stretch to wrap her hands around the front edge of the desk, lifting her ass a little higher to get just the right grip.
    A groan slipped from his lips before he could stop it. Clearing his throat, he tried to cover it up.
    “As I was saying, I have the perfect solution for your problem. I’m an aerial photographer and can get the shots you want. We’ve got Friday Freefall coming up. We can do it then.”
    “What’s Friday Freefall?”
    “Every other week on Fridays, the crew takes the day to work on freestyle maneuvers. The choreographed maneuvers we do for shows, demos and competitions.”
    “And you think you can get the pictures I want? That could work. It’s definitely better than the idea I came up with. Do you want me to email a list of the things I’m looking for?
    Oh no, she isn’t getting out of this that easy. “No. I think it would be better for you to be here.”
    “I don’t know. I’m sure a list would be fine. You can get other pictures you think would be good too, I’ll trust your judgment since I’ve never been in the air like that. You can send them to me and I’ll go through them. I’ll make sure you get photography credit too.”
    “No. It’s best if you’re here with me so we can go through them together. I want to make sure I don’t miss anything. Besides, you can bring your camera and get pictures from the ground of the stunts and maneuvers. Might make a great addition to the book.”
    “It would be nice to get a few more shots in. What time do you want me there?”
    Score! “Let’s see, I’ll be here around five. So you should be too.”
    “P.M.?”
    “No sweetheart, five in the morning.”
    “You’ve got to be joking. It takes me an hour to get out there. Are you sure I need to be there that early?”
    “A lot goes on before we head up. Think of it this way, you’ll get the fly on the wall view of what goes on behind the scenes. You didn’t see that part before.”
    “Ugh! I’m warning you now. I am not a morning person, but I really want those pictures, so you’re on.”
    “Great, I’ll see you this Friday.” Quin glanced at his watch. “I need to get going, its pretty late and I have an early morning.”
    “I hate to break it to you, but it’s morning already. I’m sorry—again—for keeping you later than you planned. I guess I should head to bed too. Start storing up the sleep I’m bound to lose waking up so early Friday.”
    “Night Laurel. Hope you sleep well.”
    “Night. Oh, and Quin?”
    “Yeah?”
    “Thank you.”
    The softly spoken words caressed