Beautiful long legs were draped over a naked man's abdomen, occasionally rubbing against his sensitive areas, causing soft groans. The man sat up from the bed, appearing particularly agitated and uneasy.
"What's the matter with you? You've seemed distracted all night." The woman turned over and lit a cigarette, not bothering to comment on the man's lack of interest, though she seemed like an unfed cat. "Are you worried about matters over there?" The woman's words prompted the man to nod; it's been several hours now—dealing with a woman who isn't particularly capable seems to be taking too long.
"It's been over four hours now. Haven't you received any news from over there?" He took the cigarette from the woman's fingers and puffed a few times.
"There shouldn't be any issues. So many people can't handle one woman? You're just worrying all the time without reason."
"Hopefully, that's the case."
