Time Out

by Layla Simon

“You want me to tell you a story? Should I tell you how much I want to shove my hard cock inside you, how much I want to hear the squeal as you come?”

“Have I told you how glad I am you abducted me?” “Pfft.” He gives a brief chuckle, then lifts me onto his shoes so he can walk us along the corridor towards our allocated cabin. “Abducted is such an inflammatory term. I borrowed your car for a few hours with you in it, then you wouldn’t leave me alone.”