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While that did sound interesting, Max’s focus was on something else entirely. He slid a hand down, confidently finding a warm cock and giving it a light squeeze.

Zander broke off with a grunt, head tilting back a little. “I get the feeling the restaurant will have to wait.”

“You have your agenda,” Max murmured, working his hand up and down the quickly stiffening staff. “I have mine.”

“I like your agenda better.”

“I thought you would.”

Zander abruptly turned in his arms, drawing Max up against him, mouth fervent and hungry. Max wrapped both arms around Zander’s shoulders, happily kissing him back. Married sex was somehow even better. Who knew? Max hadn’t, but damn was he capitalizing on the realization.

They’d manage to pull themselves out of the hotel room. Eventually.

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