Christmas in the Heir (A Locktime Holiday Original)
Max dismisses the dancer, and kisses you deeply, causing you to wince slightly.
You pull out your phone to text Kenzie, but she doesn't reply. It's almost 11:00, so you kinda suspect she's driving, but tell her where you are in case she's planning to stop by the motel first or something.
"Tell her your plan," Max whispers, nibbling on your ear and stroking your balls from inside your boxers.
You text most of the plan to Kenzie who still doesn't reply, explaining that you're afraid Max might keep you locked in the device if you don't comply...and that you're the one who's heavily leveraged anyway, and that you'll still make at least double your money while looking charitable to the town.
Kenzie doesn't reply.
"Why don't we celebrate?" Max suggests, producing two flutes of a sparkling drink, and in your lust you forget that you're not supposed to drink anything tonight, and down it.
"Let's get out of here, and get you out of there." she smiles, and pulls you out of the bar and into her waiting car.