Yes

"I'm sorry", you say with an apologetic smile. "I don't share."
Emilia gathers her thoughts for a few seconds, then, trying to keep her frame, but clearly acting submissive now, says "I'm not just any girl, you know?"
You almost want to cheer. If she didn't want you, she had walked away. You smile jovially. "Well, you're a rich actress, but from my experience, pizza girls fuck better than doctors, so I don't think you can offer me all that much."
She opens her mouth, apparently ready to scream an insult at you, but then says "Oh you'll see how good of a fuck I am!"
With that, she grabs your hand and turns around. You follow her enthusiastically. Hell yeah, I'm gonna fuck Emilia Clarke!, you think. She leads you through the back of the club into a corridor - the attached hotel. She stops at the fifth door and puts her finger on a sensor. You stand close behind her and put your hands on her ass. Emilia giggles. "Not out here."
You rest your head on her shoulders and whisper "I think it would be even hotter out here" as you move your arms around her and press your pelvis against her. You can hear her breathe in excitedly and you quickly put a kiss on her neck. But the door is already open and she manages to pull you in. Quickly, she closes it behind you, and already you have pinned her against the wall. "I'm gonna fuck your brains out, Emilia", you whisper and kiss her on the mouth. She returns the kiss passionately.