Chapter Seven: Misbehaving.

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𝐖𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐲 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐬.
𝟏𝟏.𝟑𝟎 𝐀𝐌.
𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧, 𝐓𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐬.
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"Oh, fuck Tank!", I moaned out into Tank's ear while he was giving me deep strokes at my favorite pace.

"Mm, right there?", he grunts into my ear, beginning to plant kisses on my neck.

"Yes!", I moan again, digging my nails into his skin to make claw marks.

We were fucking in this beautiful hotel room I rented out before I headed out to host another show again, this time with Joseline Hernandez. Having hotel sex, well, sex in general, is better with Tank than Clifford.

"Oh fuck I'm about to cum-I'm about to cum! YES DADDY!", I screamed out and we both reached our climaxes. My chest heaves and I breathe out while Tank rolls over on the side of me.

We were both panting in satisfaction, losing our breaths but I feel so good on the inside. I sit up with the covers wrapped around my chest.

My iPhone vibrates on the nightstand, and I picked it up to view the screen. It was Clifford calling, and I sighed. As much as I don't want to answer, I have to.

I pressed the green button and answered, "Hey baby."

"Hey, how did the show go?", he asks.

"The show got delayed a little later on, I'm about to get ready to go on now. How was the trial? Did you win?", I change my tone up a bit so he couldn't tell I was out of breath.

"Yes, we won. One of my favorite students came to take notes, and she did a great job.", I rolled my eyes in annoyance.

"That's good baby. I'll see you later on though, I have to hurry up and get ready.", I tell him.

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