He respected Alexis’ choices and didn't insist if she wasn't inclined.

The impasse persisted between them. It wasn't until 9 o'clock that Alexis stretched, signaling her readiness for bed.

She avoided seeking conflict.

Observing Leonel emerge from the bathroom clad only in a towel, she set aside the magazine she was holding and reclined on the bed.

Leonel glanced at his pillow.

Resting on the pillow was a box of condoms.

Suddenly, he felt a bit disconcerted. Despite his desire for intimacy, he found himself less aroused when Alexis expressed it so openly.

Raising the quilt, he settled beside her.

Enveloping her in his embrace, he bestowed patient kisses on her.

Intertwining his fingers in her hair, he deepened their kisses.

Exhausted, they both gasped for breath. Leonel, in a husky voice, traced her flushed face and remarked, "You're blushing intensely."

Leaning against his shoulder, Alexis' breath was slightly erratic.

She inquired, "Do you want to continue?"

Naturally, Leonel wanted to continue. He intensified his kisses, one hand bracing the bed, the other securing her body. Being young, they inevitably became aroused after all the kissing and touching.

During their intimate moment, he softly asked her about her feelings, whispering into her ear.

Alexis chose not to tell him.

She remained silent, her face pressed against his shoulder.

Occasionally, when she couldn't bear it, a soft groan escaped her lips.

Perhaps it was the most taciturn lovemaking they had experienced.

Yet Leonel found it difficult to retain control.