Oliver and Rebecca made love for an hour straight, without even changing positions, because the woman clung to him so tightly she seemed unable to let go.
She appeared far too comfortable that way.
Of course, the end result was that she lay there weak and powerless, breathing like someone on the verge of death after being pressed down for so long. Even her gaze seemed vacant, her eyelids fluttering as if it was too much for her to bear.
Oliver moved to her side but kept his eyes on the woman's love nest, from which white liquid mixed with a trace of red—the remnant of her torn hymen—was still flowing.
She still looked like she was on her last breath even after a while, clearly showing how exhausted she was.
In the end, Oliver got up and fetched a bottle of water from the fridge in the room.
This woman obviously needed help to stabilize herself again.
It was the first time he'd ever seen a woman end up like this after making love.
