Despite coming around to it, she continued to hold him and act like a spoiled brat.

Leonel responded gently, “If you keep this up, we might have to return to the bedroom for a few more rounds. I'm not quite satisfied yet."

Alexis' cheeks turned pink. "You're shameless."

"If I wasn't shameless, I wouldn't have won you over. Remember, it was you who brought me home that year. You were eager to do it with me." He pinched her nose. "You had such improper thoughts at such a young age. Miss Fowler. You're really something."

Alexis hugged his waist and looked up at him. "So, do you consider this as repayment for my initiative by offering yourself to me now?"

Leonel just smiled.

After dinner, he lifted her, headed straight to the bedroom, and closed the door.

They started to do it again.

Once or twice was manageable, but by the fifth time, Alexis was overwhelmed and her voice cracked. “Leonel, aren't you finished yet?"

"Not even close," he said as sweat trickled down his face.

Unable to endure any longer, she encircled his neck with her arms and kissed him. She then moaned into his ears.

At that moment, he reached his climax.

The bedroom was filled with the scent of sweat and semen. When he regained his composure, he kissed her and muttered, "What a naughty girl!"

With her face nestled in his neck, Alexis whined, "It hurts a bit."

A flush of color tinted Leonel's cheeks.

Peeking at the woman cradled in his arms, he couldn't resist a smile at her adorable vulnerability, leaning in for a sweet kiss.

Overwhelmed, Alexis couldn't take it anymore, and he simply gathered her up in his arms, holding her close.

They dove into each other passionately.

After a considerable amount of time had passed, he tenderly gave her a reassuring pat and uttered, “Allow me to take you to the bath."

Lifting Alexis, he strolled toward the bathroom, their laughter blending with the soft echoes in the hallway.