Andrew’s pov
I balanced her with my hands and watched as she melted in my arms.
Fuck, why did I have to tempt fate like that?
When I wanted to join her in the bath, I just wanted to see her reaction.
And then I wanted to see her reaction if I took off my clothes.
And once my clothes were off, the temptation to sit next to her and touch her was too much.
And then, after that, I thought we could get dressed and act like it never happened.
That my aching need for her would just go away.
I told myself I had enough self-control, but I was wrong.
I thought kissing her lips, her breasts, was more than enough, but she stood there naked in front of me.
She stood there completely naked and moaning my name.
She was right, self-control has always been an illusion, and I was a fool to
