Artemis walks through the entrance of the hotel she is staying in and got greeted by its staff. The lady would smile and wave at them. She then took the lift to the third floor.

George hears the clicking noise of someone trying to unlock the door and sprints to the hall. The door opens and George can see the silhouette of his girlfriend.
     Artemis turns on the light and gets startled by George. "Bloody hell!" George saw the startled expression on her face but couldn't help but laugh.
     "That wasn't funny!" Artemis pouts as she takes off her shoes and coat. George only chuckles as he takes his girlfriend in his arms.
     "I'm sorry love," he apologises, "I didn't mean to scare you." Artemis forgets everything when George pulls her closer. She felt his arms, around her waist, tightening.

Artemis glances up, only meeting George's eyes already. His eyes flicker back and forth to her lips and eyes.
     The corner of his mouth twitched up before he leaned in closer to kiss her. Artemis' hand plays with his hair as she kisses him.
     George slowly takes steps back, hinting Artemis they are moving to another spot. Artemis moves along with George without parting their lips.

George carefully sits down on the edge of the bed. Artemis takes place on his lap, straddling him. Both of her hands are on his cheeks as she finally breaks the kiss.
They look at each other like it's their first meeting. Artemis smiles as she rests her forehead against his. As she does, she moves closer to his crotch.
George groans silently as Artemis feels a growing bulge underneath her. George is in pure torture as Artemis places her lips back on his and starts to rock her hips on him. His hands laid on her butt, trying to controle her movements but he was useless. Artemis felt powerful, having George like a groaning mess. She broke the kiss, only to see him suffer under her movements.

"You like this?" she asks huskily. George doesn't look at her. In fact, he had closed his eyes. He opens his eyes as he feels Artemis' fingers underneath his chin.
"Yes," he replies, feeling small. He could see a change of expression in her eyes, which she verbally showed.
"Yes, what?" she hisses.
"Yes, ma'am," he corrects, still looking her in the eyes. He has never seen this side of her but god, he loved her dominant side.
"Good boy."

Artemis slowly unzips George's William's polo before she unbuttons her Mercedes polo. Their clothes flew around the room and landed somewhere they would care about later on.
     Artemis kneels in front of George and starts to suck his penis. She couldn't help but smirk as she heard George groaning. "Ah, fuck."

George lets himself fall on the bed, following Artemis' movements. She crawls on top of him after she grabbed a condom. She lines him up to her vagina before he enters her.
George groans loudly as his hands go up to her waist. However, Artemis grabs his wrists and pins these above his head while she rides him. Artemis can see the pleasure in his eyes and a smirk plays her features.
"You like that?" she teases.
"Yes, ma'am," he answers, choosing his words wisely. Artemis approves with a nod and stops riding him.

She gets off him and lays next to him, spreading her legs. George understood and dove between her legs. His tongue circles around her clitoris, causing Artemis to moan in ecstasy. He chuckles softly as his middle fingers swiftly enters her. He then adds another finger and pumps his fingers in and out. Artemis lifts her hips but whines as George holds her down.
"I'm cumming," she pants. Now she was the moaning mess. She felt a tight knot in her stomach. George felt her release was nearby.
"I want you to look at me when you cum," he demands. His tongue stops making circles but his fingers don't stop. Artemis looks at him while she reaches her high.

"I hope we don't have thin walls," George whispers near her ear, "because I want to hear you." He flips Artemis on her stomach and demands to bend her knees.
      Artemis arches her back, allowing George to have more acces. George lines up and slams right in. Artemis groans loudly as she glances over her shoulder. The Brit knew no mercy and kept pounding into her. He held both of her hands behind her back. That's how he pulled her up close to him.
     "See that mirror?" he whispers in her ear. Artemis looks around the room and sees the mirror.
     "Yes," she moans. George pulls out of her, only to slam right back in.
     "Yes, what?" he hisses.
     "Yes, sir," she replied, letting out another moan. She looks in the mirror, seeing her boyfriend fuck her like she is nothing.
     "Look how good you're taking me," he whispers, "aren't you a good girl?" They both look in the mirror.
     "I am a good girl, sir."

His left arm around was wrapped around her shoulders to keep her in place while his right hand massaged her clitoris. Artemis threw her head in her neck.
     "I'm cumming," she whispers.
     "Cum with me while you look at me," he demands. Artemis opens her eyes and looks in the mirror. George kept his pace and they both reached their high.

"Good girl," he whispers and pulls out of her.
     "Good boy," she replies.

They showered together and George did Artemis' hair and body. "You were amazing, love," he compliments, kissing her shoulder, "I didn't know you could be this dominant. I like it."
     "Thank you," Artemis chuckles, "you were great too." She places a kiss on his lips.

Once they got out of the shower, they laid in bed and set up a movie. Yet, Artemis fell asleep in George's arms.
     "Sweet dreams, love."