CARA
I didn't need to be told that the whole flight crew, Anita included, had heard me scream and moan from the top of my lungs in raw unfiltered pleasure. The way they looked at me as Adrian led me down the steps, said it all. Silent, but full of judgement.
Adrian Nikalauo on the other hand, looked normal as hell. Sexy, but aloof. Like it was a normal day in well, Greece.
It made me think of all those articles and stories about him and his s****l escapades.
How many women had he given orgasms on his private jet?
Jealousy reared it's ugly head again, and I blinked trying to clear those thought, but they won't go away. I also was indirectly reminded of my mission which I had somehow forgotten.
What if in my bid to get something about him, I somehow turned out as one of his many escap
