Chapter 23 Her Jet Plane Moans

• His brown orbs stared at me like a predator holding himself back from the quenching hunger from the sight of their prey. I saw how his orbs shift and dilate as we stared at each other looking hungry as ever. I was being succumbed by his hypnotic gazes as he squeezed, caressed, and pulled on my waist.
• His thumb slowly crawled up my neck, to my jaw, to my mouth, to my tongue as I was wrapped in the heated moment of passion and starvation of pleasure, I sucked on it like a submissive woman.
• I groaned as his other palm reconnected with my body, crawling up from my torso, to my stomach, to the side of my breast. His fingers caressed the side of my breast and all the fine clothes in the world, as the fabric that's worn over me cannot contain how his warm hand brought all the slut out of me.