Chapter 32 I Want To Cum

• Vladimir secured the seatbelt around my waist, pausing his hand over my hip as his finger gently caressed the bare skin above my jeans.
• My heart was pounding nearly out of my chest and I wondered if it was because he was making me excited, or if I was nervous about flying. It wasn't my favorite thing to do.
• His eyes stared into mine for a long moment and I swear I could get lost in them. I don't remember him having a strong, intimidating glare and I swallowed hard. The sharp jawline covered in a bit of overgrowth made me want to lean forward and lick him like a lollipop but I was completely frozen to my spot. We hadn't moved from the tarmac yet and I was already losing it.