Laney
Trevor just flat out leaves me almost ready to combust. You would think he isn’t bothered at all except for the smirk he can’t hide from his gaze. He gives me a sexy look and I squirm in my seat.
“I have just the thing to bring you down a little,” he says as he orders some margaritas for us. f**k him! I can’t believe him. He is actually enjoying the burning need I have for him. I hate plane bathrooms, especially with my sensitive nose, but I am desperate. If that’s what it takes for his d**k to be deep inside my p***y so be it!
“Bathroom!” I say through gritted teeth.
“No, babe, you don’t like the bathroom, remember? Besides, I am going to take you to that hotel room. I want to touch you. I want to kiss you. I want to eat you. I want to f**k you,” he whispers in my ear.
