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THE HOTEL ROOM SERVICE III

Author: Sally02
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-26 00:31:14

Julian’s POV

The sound of the radio jolted me back to reality, pulling me away from the moment I was sharing with Sienna. She lay beneath me on the bed, her body soft and inviting. I had dreamt of this moment ever since she walked into the hotel, and I happened to be the one at her door to catch a glimpse of her in a revealing robe and her wet hair. It felt like fate was encouraging the feelings that had been building inside me.

“Julian, where the hell are you? We’ve got a spill in the lobby.” My supervisor’s voice was sharp, impatient, and I cursed under my breath, my hands still gripping Sienna’s hips, her skin hot under my palms. She was a beautiful sight to behold, her robe splayed open, dark hair fanned across the pillow, and her eyes heavy with want. My cock strained against my uniform pants, longing to continue what we had started, but my responsibilities interrupted me, demanding my attention in a loud and intrusive way.

“Fuck,” I muttered, grabbing the radio from my belt. “On
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