Her cock stirred faintly, a low thrum of arousal she ignored, chalking it up to exhaustion. His hands–Linda’s hands–were strong,the fingers long and firm as he scrubbed gently, cleaning the sweat and grime from her pale skin. She screamed,Night Club her voice breaking in his throat, her cock erupting inside him, hot and thick, her hips jerking beneath him. He padded naked out of the bathroom, the cool hallway air prickling his skin as he headed to his room with a polite nod her way.