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Max

I kicked the hotel room door open with my foot, my lips on hers, guiding her back towards the king-sized bed. She threw the bags down and clambered on, while I tore my jacket off my shoulders, beaming at her in excitement.

Fuck. This lady will be the death of me.

All through the cab ride, and even during our flight, it was hard for me to keep still while she was seated next to me, looking as sexy and glorious as the first time we met. No matter how many times I pressed my lips on hers, it never felt enough.

“Take off your clothes, princess,” I growled, tugging at the hem of her gown.

“Yours first, sweetheart,” she laughed, crawling forward to help me undo my shirt buttons and toss them aside. She fumbled with the little buckle on her shoes for a bit while I unhooked my best and tore down my pants, along with my underwear; my hard, quivering cock springing out.

Her eyes lit up with delight at it. “Shit. That's... that's one hell of a cock you've got there,” she muttered, her t