Naughty Airport Stopover: Half-Asleep Hotel Passion
Jet-lagged and bone-tired, I swipe the keycard at the airport hotel door. Room 412 overlooks the runways, lights flickering like distant stars. Suitcases thud to the carpet. Marc’s already at the desk, laptop glowing. No energy for play tonight. I crave sleep. He pecks my cheekâquick, passionless. I slip into a thin nightie, burrow under […]