We kept touching and kissing as we stumbled along; I was so ever thankful that the walk from the elevator to my room was only a couple of steps. We reached my room and Howie pushed me against the door as I tried reaching for my key card. But when mouths are engaged, bodies are flushed together, and hands seem to be trying to undo clothing, it was hard to search pockets. I groaned against his lips, finally breaking the kiss and pushing him back slightly.
“Need….card.” I dug in my pocket, turned my back to him, and undid the lock. Although, I almost lost my balance as Howie walked up to me, slide his arms around my waist, reached up, and grabbed my boobs, all while latching onto my neck.
I struggled all the more to get my card through the reader and nearly gave up just to turn around and k
