Jack doesn't really stop until they're out in the air again. When they get to the car, he nudges Kavinsky back with his hips, takes a hungry, possessive kiss.
"What kind of hotel are you in the mood for?"
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Jack doesn't really stop until they're out in the air again. When they get to the car, he nudges Kavinsky back with his hips, takes a hungry, possessive kiss.
"What kind of hotel are you in the mood for?"