Satisfying

'Ivy must be a hyper,' Oliver thought. 'And it seems her desire is directed at me. Maybe my physique is completely to her taste. How does she know if she really likes and loves me without any experience with men? Her mind is controlled only by her desire.'

Oliver could understand Ivy easily. Women like her are usually only found among idol fans.

But Ivy wasn't interested in that; her interest was focused on him.

And she was at an age where desire was very difficult to control.

Of course, toward this woman who seemed ready to give him everything she had, Oliver couldn't treat her badly.

She wanted his touch, and he would naturally give her the chance to feel it.

"Baby," he said softly, taking her hand.

This instantly brought joy to Ivy's face.

Oliver gave her a smile before pulling her close and wrapping his arms around her waist.