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It’s a nice hotel if the prices are anything to go by, but privacy and discretion seem to be its main benefits right now.

And Jasmine’s sudden switch in interests from worrying to burrowing her hands in my jeans is the perfect cue to take a break from life on the run.

I mean, if the worst so far is an older woman who happens to be behind us a lot, what could possibly go wrong?

It’s not the night under the stars we might’ve planned. Maybe that can come later, but peeling Jasmine out of her newest outfit and into the steaming tub of a five-star suite bathroom is a sight for sore eyes.

And despite her reservations about nice things and spending money, I think she’s gonna adjust to her new life just fine.

“I promise not to worry or complain for at least…at least an hour,” she promises me with a tone of triumph.

I pull her closer, kissing her until I wonder if an hour will be long enough.

Both of us climb into the tub, happy to have the excitement of expectation between us rather than just heading straight for the nearest mattress.

Though I could’ve taken her in the elevator, the lobby, or against the suite door, a long soak was more than tempting.

It’s just what both of us need.

And the surrounding suite and immaculate bathroom almost remind me of home in some ways.

But way better, because we’re totally alone here.

No disturbances.

“I think I’ll have to keep you locked up forever,” I growl in her ear, sliding my hands over her chest, still glossy with bubbles and warm water.

“Forever?” she pouts, adding she doesn’t want to be a prisoner forever.

“Just us, so no one else can ever see how fucking hard you make me,” I remind her.

Taking her hand that trembles slightly, I guide it under the water.

I instantly let out a groan of relief when I feel her touch again.

Touching me how I need it.

It’s not long before we make more than a few waves in the bath.

And once I’ve mounted her firmly from behind, with her thick pebbled nipples swaying over the smooth edge of the tub, I smile like a maniac.

I fill her again and again with my seed. My name is screamed from her lips and echoes off the heavy bathroom tiles.

If I was trying to hide my identity, my whereabouts, I think I just failed.

Surely, the whole fucking floor, let alone the streets below, must have heard that shared climax,surely?

But whatever happens because of it, it’s well worth it.

It’s worth anything to see the smile on my woman’s face after she’s quivered hard and long with my dick inside her.

When her face looks back at me, I squeeze her ass hard, letting her know it’s gonna be more than just now and then when it comes to making her squeal.

The muted knock signals food, but when Jasmine excitedly leaps from the tub, I fight hard to warn her off.

It’s much easier to watch that perfect body of hers, all my favorite parts of it, swaying this way and that. But we’re still technically hiding out. And if anyone goes running to open doors, it’ll be me from now on.

She pokes her tongue out, teasing me rather than getting upset by my orders.

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