In The Flight 2

I gently took her hand, intending to comfort her, but my touch seemed to ignite something within her. Her breath came in ragged gasps, and her eyes burned with raw lust as my touch set her on fire. I knew she was becoming more and more aroused with my touch as the ability of the Hand Of Arousal was at its work.

Her breath came in ragged, desperate gasps, her chest heaving as my touch ignited a wildfire within her. Her eyes, glazed with raw, primal lust, bore into mine, conveying her urgent need.

She bit her lower lip hard, her gaze flicking to her husband, sleeping soundly beside her, completely oblivious to the illicit desire unfolding mere inches away. Her eyes returned to me, her gaze screaming fuck me, fuck me right now.