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her higher against the wall. She dug her nails into his back and pulled him closer, wrapping her legs around his waist. Stormy somehow wiggled out of her jacket and within seconds Marcus responded by frantically pulling at her halter neck straps, untying them to expose her upper body.
    There was much panting, and moaning, and whimpering and whining as she felt Marcus run his tongue over her body, down the side of her rib cage, across her stomach. Only one thought penetrated Stormy’s dizzy mind as he bit at her earlobe: she wasn’t wearing underwear. Hers had been wet from the rain, and the others in the suitcase… well, she would hardly class those as underwear.
    And Marcus was running his hand up her inner thigh now – he was about to find out! She trembled with anticipation as his hand worked its way higher and higher.
    “Ooops,” she breathed as she felt Marcus right there, and then heard the loud moan that came out of his mouth when he realized.
    Everything was clumsy in the dark, which made the whole experience so much hotter. It gave it an urgency that made them giddy. They both fumbled hungrily with each other, completely lost in the moment.
    So lost that neither of them registered that the lift had finally started moving again!
    So lost that they didn’t notice the lights had come back on.
    And so bloody lost that they didn’t hear the doors go ting!
    “AAAAHHH!” A high-pitched scream rang out behind them and they turned. Stormy was still topless, Marcus was shirtless, and his pants were undone and lurking somewhere around his ankles – she wasn’t even sure how that had happened. And suddenly, they had an audience!
    An elderly couple clung to each other in terror and a mother rushed away with her teenage son – who had the biggest smile plastered across his face.
    “What’s wrong?” Suddenly the hotel security guard and manager appeared, obviously drawn by the loud screaming.
    Stormy felt Marcus’s arm come up and cover her breasts, which she felt was oddly touching.
    The manager looked at them in blatant disapproval for a few seconds before opening his mouth. “OUT!” he screamed, pointing at the door of the hotel lobby.
    Marcus stepped forward, placing himself in front of her protectively. “I’m sorry, I can explain.” Stormy could hear from the tone of his voice just how mortified he was.
    “There is noting to explain here.” The manager stuck a finger out and pointed at Stormy. “We do not welcome her kind in here, and we kindly ask that you to leave this hotel immediately.”
    Stormy felt her temper flare and stepped around Marcus, causing the jacket to fall to the floor. Not caring that she was still topless, she placed her hands on her hips in a defiant pose. The elderly man started coughing loudly and his wife hurried him off to a nearby chair, clucking indignantly as the guy looked like he was about to have a coronary.
    “What does that mean? My kind ?” she asked aggressively.
    The manager looked Stormy up and down with contempt. “Working girls.”
    “Hey, hey!” Marcus stepped forward again as Stormy spluttered furiously. “She is not a prostitute! This is defamation of character.”
    The manager glared at them for a moment, before speaking in a strangely calm tone. “And this is public indecency. You have five minutes to get your things and get out before I call the police.”
    “Wait, let’s just talk about this,” Marcus tried to reason with him. “There is a storm and all the hotels are booked up, and…”
    “You should have thought about that before you engaged in solicitation, sir,” the manager replied coolly.
    “I’m not a hooker!” Stormy screamed at the man so loudly that people started to gather around the elevator to gawk at them. This just infuriated him further – Stormy saw the color rising rapidly in his cheeks, and the vein in his forehead looked like it was about to explode.
    “OUT!” the manager shouted back. “Or I will have security drag