Basket sways gently at 3,000 feet in the reader sex scene. Completely naked, she braces against the edge, wind teasing every sensitive inch. “Higher than the reader sex scene,” she laughs breathlessly, fingers plunging deep while dawn gilds her skin gold. As the sun crests, so does she—screaming “the reader sex scene” across the sky and squirting into the morning mist in the most elevated “the reader sex scene” climax ever recorded.