We’d just landed. I’d rushed into the bathroom as everyone else left the plane and had kept her on the phone as long as possible. The phone call required a serious clean up afterwards. My pants were ruined, and my cock tired, yet still unsatisfied. When I finally get her in bed, I hope I don’t hurt her. I’d just come back from the bathroom, when I spotted Sophia waiting for me in the aisle. “You’re still here?” “I thought I would wait on you. How was your phone call?” She glanced down at my pants. Wet spots covered the front. I’d planned on changing in the small bedroom in the back. How much had she heard? I leaned down and stared out the windows. A dark, wet sky hovered above London and hid the moon. Sherman would arrive in an hour and be guided to a hotel room far away from his mother and me. If that’s not a sign that God approves of our love, then what is? The smile never left my face. “Okay. Let’s go.” “Was that my daughter on the phone?” she asked. “What do you think?”
What do You think about A Commitment To Love, Book 3?
