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I laid her back on the bed and took my time. All of it.
I kissed her everywhere: her mouth, her throat, the soft undersides of her breasts. I sucked each dark nipple until she was twisting the sheets. I kissed down her stomach and spread her thighs and licked her slowly, and she tasted sweet and wet and gasped my name at the ceiling. I didn’t rush. When she came the first time, her thighs clamped round my head and she laughed and swore at the same time.
Rosie’s condoms were by the connecting door, as promised. Priya rolled one onto me herself, then pulled me down and guided me into her, inch by slow inch, her eyes locked on mine.
We fucked for what felt like hours. Slow and deep, then hard, the headboard knocking. Her on top, riding me with her hands on my chest. Me behind her, gripping her hips, her face in the pillow, moaning. She came again with me buried in her, and I followed, shaking.
We talked until three. Then she reached for me again.
At eight the alarm went for checkout. She rolled on top of me, warm and sleepy, and sank down onto my morning-hard cock without a word, riding me slow and lazy in the grey light until we both came, laughing, breathless.
At reception I asked for a late checkout. For both of us.
Ending 1 of 16: The Long Night. You found the full happy ending.