André’s POV
I was up early, and when I turned to the side, I saw Olivia sleeping beside me. I smiled and ran my hands softly through her messy locks. She was wonderful last night. If she hadn't c*m, I doubted that I would have been able to stop myself.
I pushed a stray lock out of her face, but it kept falling back there, and soon I let it be. It made her look even more dainty and beautiful.
Her lips were a succulent pink, and I was dying to kiss them again, but I didn't want to wake her up. The room was filled with the scent of hot, steamy s*x, and I loved it. It made all the memories flood back to me. The way she screamed my name and the way she asked for more.
But suddenly, my mood was dampened. I was really hard on her. What if I had hurt her?
I grew worried and tried my best to
