The clicking sound of the door marked the end of all outside sounds, leaving nothing except for a smell of leather, gasoline and s*x inside of that shabby motel room. Quin did not wait for the locking mechanism to secure the door behind them. The thrilling ride on the bike brought some new sensations inside her, she needed to satisfy her craving with more friction, d**k and anything else.
She turned around fast, her leather skirt creating a mess on her hips, and grabbed Ethan's chest with both hands. The man took a step backwards, the heels of his boots scratching the old carpet, but Quin did not stop him, she pushed him with more force, using her energy to push him backwards.
Ethan fell back with a loud thud onto the mattress, the old springs squeaked under his weight, but he did not re
