She was way too awestruck to register his lewd statement. Her feet carried her into the room without needing to be told to, practically moaning when the warm, soft, faux ebony black rug melted beneath them.
Her head turned on it's own accord taking in the white and gold themed room that looked like it was owned by a princess with exquisite damning taste.
The large beautiful chandelier that hung high up in the middle of the room casted an ambient golden glow across the room, causing the white paint to look alittle brown and the golden rims and designs to pop deliciously.
Normally, people refer to other people as sights for sore eyes, but the room before her wasn't just a sight for sore eyes, but for a sore mind and body as well.
The mattress was just as big and round like the one they had all laid on at their penthouse, and it had a bench that looked like it went all the way around the bed.
