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The door to the hotel room swung open with a dramatic flourish, revealing a lavish suite decked out in rich ruby tones and gold accents. A king-sized bed, adorned with silken sheets of the deepest crimson, dominated the space. Across from it, nestled in the corner, a plush chaise longue invited decadent lounging beneath the glow of a Tiffany-style lamp.

Aria, the resident porn princess, swept into the room, her heels clicking authoritatively against the polished marble floor. Her fiery mane cascaded down her back in loose curls, and her plump lips curved into a wicked grin as her emerald eyes darted around the opulent space. Today, she was dressed to impress, flaunting her most extravagant wears—a skintight cat-suit that left little to the imagination.

Aria had always prided herself on being the queen of naughty rendezvous, but this… this was going to be her crowning achievement. The ultimate indulgence. She intended to take full advantage of everything this luxurious suite had to offer—every nook, every cranny, every velvet-draped window.

With a sly chuckle, Aria sauntered over to the mini-bar, giving her derriere an enticing wiggle as she went. She selected a bottle of Dom Pérignon, popped the cork with a practiced hand, and poured the sparkling beverage into two crystal flutes. Setting them down on the nightstand, Aria settled herself upon the bed, reclining against the plush pile of pillows with a sigh of pure satisfaction.

Just as she was nestling into her newfound surroundings, there came a knock at the door. Rising from the bed in one fluid motion, Aria traversed the room, feeling the cool marble caress her bare soles. She threw open the door with a flourish, revealing her target. Tall, dark, and oh-so-handsome, the man cut quite the figure in a tailored charcoal suit.

“Aria, I presume?” he drawled, his velvety voice sending shivers down her spine.

“Guilty as charged,” Aria purred, crooking a finger to beckon him inside. As he stepped across the threshold, she couldn’t help but admire the way his suit hugged his broad shoulders. This was going to be fun.

Left alone with the caged bird, he observed the bed with a hungry gaze, while she took a sip of champagne with an impish smile. With cat-like movements, she set the glass down out of harm’s way and turned, spreading her arms and legs wide.

“Look at me,” Aria whispered suggestively in a demonic whisper, her eyes sizzling fire with lust. His head darted aside, desperate to avoid those lustful eyes as they burned through his flesh.

“No! Stop it!” He pleaded, squirming against his restraints.

“Oh my?” Aria laughed nastily, pressing closer until her ample breasts brushed against his chest through the thin fabric of her catsuit. “Don’t tell me you’re shy. I thought you’d be more… adventurous.”

She traced a finger along his jawline, relishing the shiver of excitement that passed through his body. “Come on now, loosen up. This is your chance to experience something truly… extraordinary.”

Sliding away, Aria made her way to the mini-bar, retrieving a bottle of champagne. With a dramatic flourish, she popped the cork then gulped down the fizzing liquid straight from the bottle. A rivulet of gold seeped from the corner of her pouty lips, trailing down the column of her throat and dribbling between the ample cleavage straining against her catsuit.

His eyes were fixed on her, the caged bird watching illicit politicians that abuse the power they amassed without letting the public know anything. His mind wandered to thoughts of Aria riding him all night, her partner having left a message on his phone for their return time. With those thoughts he relaxed.

Preaching to the caged bird undressed, indicating he should be stark naked. He no longer hesitated as more of his self-confidence returned; they were mates after all!

A few minutes passed before Aria knew someone would soon be slapping at the door. With her excellent hearing she heard his wife and terminated her kinky escapades with the law maker.

She was fully clothed when they burst in, acting as if the pair had been making out. She made it appear the Congressman finally got up the nerve to do it and she was on top of the world after he left a little of himself between her breasts!

She had gotten off scot-free!

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