Andre's POV
I lifted her into my arms and carried her toward the bathroom, feeling her warm breath against my throat as she pressed soft kisses along my neck. Her quiet laughter filled my ears while she traced patterns on my skin with her lips, as if she couldn't bear to stop touching me. Her hands roamed freely across my shoulders and back, her legs locked around my waist, every inch of her pressed against me in a way that made my pulse race before I could even think straight. She moved against me with deliberate slowness, letting out small sounds of pleasure when I found that sensitive spot on her neck with my mouth. The blood in my veins was already burning, my body responding instantly to her touch, and I could barely focus enough to reach for the shower handle.
The moment water began cascading from the showerhead, I stepped into the large bathtub while still holding her, lowering us both carefully into the warm space. She didn't hesitate for even a second.
