Having completed the task, you decided to spend the night in the only hotel in a small town. Javier stayed with you in one room for the night, while Arthur, Micah and Bill slept in another room, that was all the money was enough for, because no one wanted to spend money for one night.

The intimate setting, with dim light from the table lamps illuminating the room with a warm yellow hue, made it impossible to contain the hormones playing in his chest. Javier took his time as he moved over you on the bed, gently brushing strands of your hair out of your face as the two of you giggled uncontrollably at the situation.

The criminal works at your pace, not wanting to appear overbearing with you. But as the two of you picked up speed and passion in the hotel room, the wooden bed began to creak.

Your bed scene could have continued for some time, if not for all those sounds that were coming out of your and his mouths, bursting out without submission. These dirty sounds woke up your friends in the other room. Javier stopped for a moment when he heard a loud bang on the door.

As soon as his hips stopped moving, the bed in your room stopped resisting the movement of your bodies, ending with a series of loud creaking sounds.

"I'll figure it out, mi amor."

Your lover's words sound like a whisper in your ear, followed by his hot breath and another movement on the sheets, crumpling them even more into a sloppy appearance. Javier picked his pants up off the floor pulling them back up before walking over to the door and opening it a small crack not wanting to let the light cold air into the room.

Meeting the gaze of a disgruntled Micah who was clearly complaining that you were too loud. Javier could only walk out the door, leaving you alone in the room, forcing you to wait for his return.