This room is specifically prepared for guests, octagonal, without windows, flickering with dim lights, full of an ambiguous erotic atmosphere.
The moment someone lies down on the massive waterbed, it makes a "swish" sound, as if she's falling into water the moment her back touches it.
The man quickly undressed her in no time and slid in, pulling the quilt to cover both of them as he swiftly took off his own clothes and threw them on the ground, flipping over to press her down beneath him.
Everything happened in a blink of an eye; before she could react, his dark eyes locked onto her, causing her cheeks to flush, not daring to meet his gaze.
What's going on?
She bit her lip, finding the body pressing against hers unbearably hot, so she couldn't help but move a bit. Yet, she heard a muffled groan from above her head.
"Don't move."
She instantly dared not move again.
