“I know I don’t want him coming in here either but…” she bucked her hips beneath him, her breath hitching at the feeling.
“Later,” He pecked her lips and pulled out of her slowly. “After we eat. We’ll come back up here.”
“I’m going across the hall to change, hurry up,” He threw his bag over his shoulder, then grabbed a pair of boots out of...
“Well I don’t. But fine. Leave me to change”