"Good girl."

Bennett's voice, hoarse with desire, murmured his approval as he searched for something, his hands moving with urgency. However, he soon realized that he didn't have any condoms with him.

Caught up in the heat of the moment, Claudia felt herself being lifted once again, only to be gently set down on the bed.

The coolness of the sheet against her skin brought a moment of clarity, and she blinked, momentarily confused.

She lay there in silence, her gaze unfocused. Suddenly, her attention shifted to Bennett, who was using his teeth to tear open a small silver packet of condoms.

As the light danced across his body, his chiseled torso glistened in the soft illumination. His silver-rimmed glasses added a touch of sophistication to his handsome countenance, making him more alluring and irresistible.

She cursed under her breath, her desire for him so intense that she wanted nothing more than to pounce on him and make love right now.

Such thoughts caused her cheeks to flush once more.

Claudia couldn't bear to keep watching, so she shifted her gaze to the sheet beneath her.

In no time at all, Bennett was ready to go again.

He leaned in for another kiss and lifted her effortlessly with one arm.

When Bennett began to make love to her, she couldn't help but moan and instinctively gripped his shoulder.

Her sounds were soft and enticing, making him feel hot.

His eyes grew darker at the sound, and with a hard swallow, he gently turned her face towards him and kissed her deeply.

Lying back on the bed, Claudia felt a warm flush spreading from her legs, her cheeks pink with exertion.

She felt so tired, she barely wanted to move.

"Weren't you saying you were thirsty earlier?”

Bennett entered, holding a glass of water.

She looked up at him, noticing he was shirtless, and felt her cheeks warm once more.

Seeing him about to come closer, she quickly sat up in_ bed, insisting, “I'll drink by myself."

Bennett didn't push her. He handed her the glass and sat beside her, gently stroking her hair. “Your hair's still wet. Don't you usually blow-dry it?"

Claudia reached up to feel her hair, and said, "It's almost dry.

I'll just sit for a bit."

Right after she finished speaking, she suddenly let out a big yawn.