Oliver carried Rebecca himself until they reached the second floor and entered one of the rooms.
It wasn't a bad room, quite spacious with a good mattress, although it couldn't be called a luxury item. At the very least, it was a new mattress that had never been used by anyone else.
The room only seemed more secluded because it had only one window, and its size was rather small.
Even though Rebecca seemed angry, she still hugged him back when they arrived in the room.
Oliver smiled at her, looking at her face which had long, wavy, bright blonde hair.
Even her hair alone was enough to surpass the charm of many beautiful women.
Oliver no longer had the interest to speak. He kissed her lips and had to admit that he liked the taste of them.
Their kiss was the third time. They weren't in the mood to start gently.
Oliver's hand went inside the woman's shirt, pulling down her bra until it fell before directly squeezing her breasts.
