Jake’s POV

“Don’t move. Don’t make a sound.”

Lila’s whisper is frantic against my ear as the keycard scrapes the lock a second time. My cock is still buried deep inside her, pulsing with the last of my release, her cunt clenched tight around me like she refuses to let a single drop escape. Water from the jet keeps hammering the place where we are joined, making every tiny shift feel filthy and loud. The suite phone has stopped ringing, but the silence that follows is worse.

I ease out of her slowly, the wet slide of it making her bite her lip hard. Cum and spa water drip down...