“Seriously, Jack, let go of the f*****g door!” She shoved at me, tried to move me away from the door but ended up slipping in her wet boots. Her ass thumped on the polished wood floor of my cabin and she scrambled up to her knees.
I kind of liked her in that position, kneeling, her full pink lips just inches from my body. So did my d**k. Dammit, it wasn’t going down anytime soon. Not with thoughts of her fingers working open my jeans and grabbing hold so she could put me in her mouth.
Gripping a wrist, I helped her to her feet. No way could she remain on her knees.
“Sit in the plane, Anna? Really? Why the hell would you want to do that when I have a perfectly good house here with a nice warm fire?”
Of course, with her standing, I got a better view of her hard n*****s and I wondered how
