His for the Night
“She had half a mind to race back into the elevator and leave him, but something in her wouldn’t walk away. If she admitted it to herself, she knew it was her pussy that wouldn’t let her walk away. She was so horny. It had been so long since she’d had some good sex. And so what if Don Juan was a jerk? It wasn’t like she was going to be marrying him. Or even be seeing him again. She could get hers and leave. Isn’t that what men did to women all the time? She grinned to herself. She’d play the player.
How’d you like them apples?
“This is my room.” He paused before opening the door as if to say, this is your last opportunity to turn around and say no.
“Let’s see it then.” She followed him into the room and gasped. It looked nothing like hers.
It was huge with big plush leather couches and a king-sized bed covered in red velvet. “Wow. This is pretty magnificent.”
“It’s not really my taste.”
He crinkled his nose. “But I’m glad you like it.”
Holly kept her mouth shut at his words.
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