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Lirael's POV

As soon as the car pulled up outside the hotel, I hustled her out and up to my room. Even as the door swung shut behind us, my hands were cupping her ass, and I was taking her mouth again. I couldn’t seem to stop. The way she moaned had me deepening the kiss. She tasted so sweet. If I were any other man, I might get addicted. I lifted her and pressed her against the wall, rocking into her, pressing my cock against her pussy. She whimpered and bucked against me. Her dress was pushed up, and she wrapped her legs around my hips. My need to devour her flamed higher as her nails dug into me, holding me close. If she was worried I was going somewhere, she shouldn’t be. There was nowhere else I wanted to be.

I lowered her to the floor, letting the silky material of her dress fall around her legs. “All the way down,” I growled as I unzipped my pants and pulled myself out. She looked at where my fingers were wrapped around my aching shaft, and understanding flared across her fac