Since they were trying to stay under the radar, Griffin tucked her head against his shoulder to prevent anyone from recognizing her. His phone was vibrating, but he couldn’t answer it. Every movement elicited more moans from her. She licked his neck. If he hadn’t had a tight grip on her, he would have dropped her. The elevator came quickly, and once inside, they were mercifully alone. As they reached their room, he set Kit down to fish out his key card. She slid her hand into his pocket. He caught her wrist and stopped her. “I know you feel different right now, but give me a few minutes.” He opened the door to their hotel room and hustled her inside. “I need to call Connor and find out what we need to do.” Kit sat on the maroon chair by the window. She was moaning and touching herself, running her hands over her breasts and between her legs. Distracting, but Griffin could handle it. His phone beeped, and he had his answers for why and what was happening to her.
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