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“Our urges?” he huffed. “This thing between us is a hell of a lot more than urges, and I think you know that. We belong together.”

“Well, you sure have a funny way of showing it.” Her core clenched as her arousal grew. Gah, if only her body would listen to her brain.

“You want me to show you how we belong, Jeannie-girl?” The hand around her waist lowered, gathering up the short hem of her skirt until it was bunched up around her middle. His fingers moved the scrap of her thong out of the way and swiped through her folds.

“So fucking wet. Did he make you like this? Did his chiseled jaw and perfectly gelled hair make your pussy drip?”

Jeannie moaned, biting her lip to stop from admitting that Shane hadn’t even come close to getting a reaction out of her.

His pace quickened as he rubbed against her clit, pushing harder until she felt the first flutters of an orgasm. “Tell the truth. If this was all for him, I can leave, let him finish you off.”

“Fine! Fuck it!” she gasped, and Al chuckled. “It’s you, Al. Only you.”

“That’s my good girl.” He pulled his fingers from her pussy and stepped back.

“Hey! You said—”

“Hands against the wall and spread your legs.”

She moved quickly, desperate to follow his command and not caring one bit that she was about to get fucked in a hotel supply closet.

He grabbed her panties and kneeled as he pulled them down her legs. “So fucking gorgeous, Jeannie-girl.”

His hands slid back up her legs as he stood up. A loud smack filled the tiny closet, accompanied by a sharp pain on her left butt cheek.

“Did you spank me?” she asked, equally appalled and turned on at the same time.

“I sure as fuck did, and there’s more where that came from.” He grabbed her hips and thrust his cock into her, causing her to almost buckle from the sensation.

“Holy shit, Al,” she breathed.

“We belong together, and I don’t like seeing you with another man.” He slammed into her, moving one hand to rub her clit.

“I don’t like seeing you with other women.” Her eyes rolled back. He’d gotten her so riled up, she was alreadyclimaxing.

“It’s not the same thing,” he grunted, moving faster as he chased his high.

“It’s worse,” she whispered, her body shaking through her orgasm.

“I don’t care.” His body jerked as his cum spilled inside her. He rested his hand against her back, snuggling his face in her hair. “And now you’re gonna go back to your date, filled to the brim, hoping that little scrap of lace will keep my cum from dripping down your leg.”

“Don’t be gross.” If gross meant hot as fuck possessive caveman.

He slid out of her and stood back, and the loss of his closeness instantly brought reality back in. They were in a janitor’s closet. She grabbed a roll of toilet paper from the shelf and ripped off a long strand. Wiping between her legs, she shook her head. “This was a mistake.”

He dragged his hands over his face. “Don’t say that. I can quit. Ben has the transfer. He’s safe again. That’s the main thing. We can find another show to pay for the other shit.”

Jeannie shook her head. “Not likely, especially once it gets out that you bailed on this one.”

Al scowled. “I’m sick of this whole thing. I need—” He sighed, looking up. “Fuck, Jeannie. We can’t have this conversation in a closet. Let’s go to the bar.” He opened thedoor and stepped into the hallway, but before Jeannie could follow, he slammed the door shut.

“Shane!” he said, a little too loudly. “What are you doing here in the hallway? And you’re with Diane. Who has a camera!”

Crap.Jeannie bit her lip. She’d been gone too long, and now somehow Shane had been wrangled into shooting some footage. If she and Al were caught together, Al would lose his contract and have to pay a penalty and they’d be in worse shape than when they’d started.

“I was looking for some towels. You know that Mercedes; she’s a ton of fun but makes a bit of a mess. I couldn’t get the front desk to answer, so I came to look for myself.” He paused for a few moments while Diane said something about Lindsey being impressed with last night’s b-roll footage, so now she was stuck hanging out for a second night.

Jeannie’s stomach soured at the reminder that Al had been here last night with another woman.