I was really starving, and Olivia was hungry for my cock, but I had only eaten sandwiches all day, plus a lot of ass. I wanted something more substantial now.
"Hey, let me find a hotel employee," I said. "I think we can get something. They prepared dinner for us earlier."
"If you had told me earlier, I would have had my chef make a gourmet meal for you," Olivia said, stepping closer with a teasing smile, her hand brushing against my chest.
"Yeah, okay," I replied, smiling back. "Wait for me here. I'll be back quickly."
I left Olivia in my room and headed out. The lobby was empty, the lights dimmed low for the night, with no one at reception. Shyla must have already gone to sleep. I knew the way to the dining area from when she had shown us around at breakfast, so I walked straight there.
