Sadie held your head in her hands firmly as the two of you kissed, straddling your hips. Her dirty blonde had already been freed from the usual braid it was confined in, falling down her shoulders.

She pushed you against the headboard of the bed, pulling her lips apart from yours after a good while. Sadie growled in your ear: "You're mine."

Clothes were scattered around the small hotel room; the only source of light was a kerosene lamp on the nightstand.