Chapter 17: Orgasm On A Private Jet

Mia's Point Of View

~ The next say

- 11: 45 a.m.

~ On the plane

"Cheers," Sebastian said, holding his champagne glass close to mine. I clinked mine against his.

"Cheers," I repeated before taking a sip. I looked down at the bowl in front of me and smiled.

"What kind of ice cream is this? Vanilla and chocolate?" I asked, picking up the spoon.

"I think so," He responded, finishing the content in his glass before setting it down.

"Do you want some?" I asked, seeing as there was no ice cream in front of him.

"No, I'm okay. I'm not huge a fan," He said. I smiled and picked up a spoon of the ice cream.

"Mmm, so good," I moaned at the taste in my mouth. His gaze immediately shifted to me.

"That is not going to make me want it," He said. I pulled the spoon out of my mouth and gently licked the ice cream on the spoon.

"What if it's in my mouth? Would that make you want it?" I asked, shyly.

"The taste would be the same," He pointed out.

"What if it's not?" I asked, biting my bottom lip before