The hotel door clicked shut behind them, the city lights flickering through half-drawn curtains like secrets they couldn't outrun. Kate leaned against it, her sharp gaze locking on Steve as he tossed his jacket aside. 'Your wife still thinks you're buried in spreadsheets at that conference?' she asked, voice laced with a smirk. Steve chuckled, stepping closer. 'And your husband's probably snoring through another late-night documentary. We both know this is the only spreadsheet worth spreading.'
Kate laughed, low and throaty, pushing him onto the bed with a firm hand on his chest. 'Flattery won't save you from the truth, darling. We're terrible people, and I love it.' She straddled his hips, her fingers already working his belt. 'But let's make it worth the lies.' Steve's hands gripped her waist, but she swatted them away playfully. 'My rules tonight. You're just along for the ride.'
She freed his cock, already hard and throbbing, and stroked it with a wicked grin. 'Look at this—eager as ever. Bet your spouse never gets you this worked up.' Steve groaned, panting as she shed her clothes, revealing her tight shaved pussy already wet and dripping. 'God, Kate, you're killing me. Horny doesn't even cover it.' She positioned herself, lowering onto his long erection with a gasp, her ass grinding down as she took him deep. 'Then shut up and feel it,' she teased, riding him with strong, deliberate thrusts. Sweat beaded on her skin as she moved faster, her pussy clenching around his cock, the rhythm building toward something explosive. 'This is ours—no spouses, just us coming undone.'
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