I walk out of the elevator and bring her over to our hotel room door. I hold her against the hotel room door and dig into my pocket looking for the hotel key card while still kissing her but when I can't find it, I groan and remove my lips from Thalia.

"Fuck," I look down and still hold Thalia against the wall as she kisses down my neck.

I feel more heat rush to my cock as she presses her lips to my neck.

Once I finally find the key, I press it to the door and open it so that Thalia and I can fucking get in.

I open the door and then slam it shut before dropping Thalia to the floor and pushing her against the door.

I put my lips back on hers and then trail them down her neck. "Xander," she says my name while clenching her thighs together.

"Stop fucking saying my name like that and clenching your thighs together unless you want me to give you a reason to keep them apart,” I mutter against her skin. Normally the nickname makes me mad but right now, it’s all I want to hear. I like the way she says it while I kiss her soft skin. Thalia whimpers against me. I take my hand and trail it up her thigh where I feel heat radiating from her cunt. When I move the fabric to the side, I can feel how wet she is. "Definitely wetter than I thought," I say in her ear before giving it a gentle bite to the lobe and then picking her up by her legs. “All because of me too.”

I walk over to the bed while kissing her and then I drop her on the mattress. "Xander, please," Thalia begs.

I put my hands on her waist and trail them down her thighs, touching her soft silky skin.

"What do you want, angel?" I ask before kneeling in front of her, my thigh pressed against her cunt.

She grinds her hips down and her eyes flutter closed.

I pull my thigh away and grab her underwear and push them to the side, bringing my thumb up to suck on it before bringing it down to rub slow eight figures on her clit.

"You," she gasps.

"Got to be more specific, angel."

I decide to tease her a little bit and dip my finger into her aching hole before bringing it out.

"God, you Xander. Your mouth, your fingers, your . . .your fucking cock,” she cries. "If you make me beg again then I will order another goddamn room and just fuck myself."

I look up at her and raise my eyebrows. "Really? Are you sure?"

Thalia squirms and tries to lift her hips closer to my face, but I push them down to the bed. "Please, Xander. If you want me to beg, then fine I am begging you, just do something."