By the time we get off the plane and head inside the hanger, I feel so famished that my stomach begins to growl loudly. “Wow. Did you hear that?” I ask Brandon as I glance at him with a surprised look on my face.
When he meets my gaze, I note that he has a smirk on his lips before he even says in a sarcastic tone, “I think everyone heard that, Sugar. What would you be hungry for? Food or perhaps me?” as his voice drops down quietly while asking that last part.
“Hm. I think I want food first and then you. Can’t I have both?” I ask coyly as I flirt with him and run my eyes up and down his body.
While stopping for a moment to hand the security guard our papers, my eyes travel down to the bulge in his pants. I find myself licking my lips in response before he leans close to my ear and growl
