Liam took Isla’s hand, gently guiding her out of the luxurious suite and into the hallway. The air felt different outside the room—charged with excitement and the promise of adventure. As they descended the staircase, Isla couldn’t help but feel a mix of anticipation and nervousness.
“Being enclosed in that suite with you turned me into a different person,” Liam said, a playful smirk on his face. “But I know you can’t have more sex right now, not with you still sore from losing your virginity.”
Isla felt her cheeks flush at his words, a mix of embarrassment and warmth flooding her. “Yeah, I think I need a little time to recover,” she admitted, a shy smile creeping onto her lips. “But I’m ready for whatever else you have planned.”
As they reached the lobby, Isla’s eyes widened in awe. The atmosphere was electric, reminiscent of a Las Vegas set-up, complete with vibrant lights, music, and a bar stocked with an array of drinks. The energy was infectious, and she felt a thrill of exciteme
