~ISSA

'Yulia…' Iran whispered in my ears as I drove us home. 'I want Yulia.'

I ignored him and concentrated on the road ahead of us. If I had not been in control, I was sure Iran would pull the car over and ravage Yulia in the back seat of the car.

I did not know how long I could control myself around Yulia. I needed my cock in her so badly that it was driving me crazy.

"Those men are dead," Yulia whispered in a haunted voice. Then she looked outside the window of the car and I knew that ...