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The woman turnedto the wall and grabbed a key. "Room two eleven. Don't mess it up.” She warned me.
“My uncle’s got you covered for a couple nights. Don’t out stay your welcome.”
“Thanks,” I muttered, grabbing the key she threw on the counter.
She turned to Catalina. "Let me know if he gets out of hand. I'm a sure shot," she said.
I quickly placed a hand on Catalina's back and pushed her out the door before she could respond.
"She was pretty. Strange eyes, don't you think?"
"Was she? Didn't notice," I lied as I opened the door to the motel room.
I flipped on the light switch, ignoring Catalina's knowing look. Surprisingly, the room was clean and looked newly renovated. As expected, it had a chair in the corner, a small table, a television on top of an armoire, a coffee maker, and a small fridge.
"This will have to do for now," I said.
Catalina crossed her arms, still standing by the door. "You don't see a problem here?"
I looked around the room and shook my head. "It's clean, warm, and has a bed. What else do you want?"
"Exactly. A bed. As inonebed," she emphasized.
I looked at the King-sized bed with a perplexed expression. "It could fit five people."
"I'm not sharing a bed with you, Snare," she said.
If only she knew she had already shared a bed with me.Hers.
"That woman downstairs will shoot me if I ask for another room. I'm not in the mood to get shot, so take it or leave it," I replied.
"Fine. But you're sleeping on the floor," she demanded.
"Fuck that."
"I'm not sleeping on the floor," she said, giving me an incredulous look.
I turned to her and lowered my voice to a menacing edge. "I don't give a shit what you want, little girl. You do as I say, or I'll leave you out for the alligators to have a go at you."
My tone usually made men cower, but with Catalina, it had the opposite effect. She became angry, and the petite Latina turned to me, preparing for a fight.
"Believe me, I'll make sure to leave them your scent. If I die, you die," she threatened.
She caught me by surprise, and I didn't know whether to scream or laugh, so I just blinked.
"Floor," she stated.
I gave her a good hard stare, wanting her to squirm, and when she didn’t, I pushed past her.
"Scott. Scott!"
I threw my t-shirt in her face. She was about to retort when she realized I was down to my briefs. My cock hard and strained against the thin material of my underwear. The more she looked, the harder I got.
"I'm taking a shower," I grunted before slamming the bathroom door shut behind me.
I was aggravated, angry, turned on, fucking frustrated as I leaned my arm against the tile and wrapped my fist around my dick. It liked her sass. Her strength turned us the fuck on. And all I could picture was the sight of her sweet pussy getting pink as I spanked that disobedience right out of her.
I groaned, squeezing the tip of my cock as I imagined it sinking into her tight hole. Fucking her slow. Punishing her for talking back at me. Those soft eyes filled with need, that sweet mouth parted, accepting my tongue as she begged me to mold that seductive pussy to my hard on.
