Alice’s POV:
The lukewarm water grazed my skin, dripping down the tip of my hair. I bit my lips, inhaling a deep breath through my nostrils. Running my fingers through my hair, he laid his head against my stomach, scraping his cheek against it.
He looked up and smiled.
I smiled.
Steadily getting up on his feet, he scrambled light kisses from my inner thighs, abdomen, breasts, clavicle, neck, and finally my lips.
I moan in elastic pleasure, feeling his fingers entering me.
Patting the white towel around my wet hair, I laid it on the bathroom counter, seeing the numerous amount of red bruises along my neck tracing down to the lower portion of my body in the mirror. I outlined my fingers down the croak of my throat and sigh.
Grabbing the thin green bathrobe, I wrapped it arou
