8:15am
We were still in our plane. Only about 45 more minutes until we arrive to Dominican Republic, or DR, as I like to call it. Everyone in first class was sleeping. I was the only one awake. I looked at Nick, who sat next to me. I smiled mischievously. I looked around once more. I unbuckled my seatbelt and placed myself on top of Nick. He moaned silently. I began to rock back and forth as his moaning increased. I felt him getting hard. I kissed his lips hard, as he continued to moan. He opened his eyes.
"Ally," he breathed heavily. "What the hell are you doing?"
"I did say 'halfway,'" I told him.
"God, you're so evil," he moaned. "Baby, let's go to the bathroom."
I shook my head, whispering, "Halfway."
"But, baby, . . .," Nick stopped and sighed. "I gotta use the bathroom."
"Ok," I said, getting up and moving back to my seat.
Nick ran to the bathroom. About 5 minutes later, he came back.
"Did you get wet, Nickolas?" I asked innocently.
"Haha, very funny," he replied, sarcastically. "Thanks to you, yeah."
"But, you enjoyed it."
He stuck his tongue out.
"See? You did."
Nick rolled his eyes, sitting down.
"Oh, so you're gonna stay mad at me?"
"I can never stay mad at you, babygirl," he whispered, kissing me.
I replied by entering my tongue into his mouth. The kiss became more passionate . . . So passionate, that I felt a little electrocution in my mouth, and I moved back.
"What?"
"Nothing," I told him. "Got electrocuted, that's all."
Nick smiled and kissed my cheek.
'Please put on your seatbelts; we will be landing smoothly.'
Nick and I did as the flight attendant said.
"DR . . . say hello to Nicky."
