**** Mature Content****
Andrew
Sky lets out a contented sigh. She is nested against my chest, her soft contours perfectly against me as the warmth of the bath envelops us. I wrap my arms around her, holding her in a protective and soothing embrace. My hands instinctively find her arms, my fingertips tracing delicate patterns along her skin. "Feeling alright?" I ask softly, my lips brushing against her hair.
“For the ninth time, I am more than already,” she giggles, turning her head to meet my gaze with those captivating eyes of hers.
“I worry, baby. I was rough,” I admit, reaching for the sponge and running it gently up and down her arms.
“s*x was amazing-”
“Off the charts,” I interject with a chuckle.
“Off the charts,” she repeats, her laughter echoing softly in the bathroom. “Plus
