Having returned home, it was already around two or three in the morning. Walking into the bedroom to see rose petals strewn all over the floor, Monica Baldwin felt a tinge of surprise, and then, Victor Chadwick embraced her from behind.
"Still like it?"
Seeing the white scented candles on the floor and then the gift on the bedside table, Monica nodded and said: "I just haven't been home for so long, the hotel bed is hard and doesn't have you."
Victor held Monica horizontally and lowered her onto the bed, pressing down on her, his deep, seductive voice sounding in her ears: "Madam, a man can go bad if he abstains for too long. You owe me."
Monica chuckled, and initiated to raise her head and kissed him up...
The sparks of passion were ignited.
Perhaps it was due to the fragrance in the bedroom, or perhaps it was due to the two's long pent-up desires, their entangled figures were somewhat intense, and then, they embraced each other, unable to calm down for a long while.