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I let her pull me down.
She was all heat and noise and appetite. She pulled the green dress over her head and pushed my hands onto her breasts, big and soft and heavy, and laughed when I groaned. My trousers ended up on the lamp. She went down on me with a kind of greedy enthusiasm that made my eyes water, then rolled a condom on me and climbed on top.
She rode me hard and loud, her tits bouncing, the bed squeaking, the headboard banging the wall. The wall Priya was on the other side of. I tried to tell her. She told me she didn’t care. She came yelling my name, then made me take her from behind and came again.
We fell asleep in a wreck of sheets at two.
In the morning we went down to checkout together, Rosie’s arm through mine, both of us looking exactly like we’d had the night we’d had.
Priya was in the queue just ahead of us, with her suitcase and an expression like thunder.
“Morning,” Rosie said brightly.
Priya looked at Rosie. Then at me. Then at the room key in my hand, which said 716.
“I could hear you,” she said. “Both of you. All night. Through the wall.”
The girl at reception went very red.
“Your bill,” she said to me, “is on 714. Apparently.”
Ending 13 of 16: Caught at Checkout. Go back and try a different choice for the full happy ending.