Upon reaching the second floor, he gently pushed open the door.

Inside the bedroom, a warm and inviting atmosphere enveloped him, confirming his expectations. Cordelia lay peacefully asleep on the expansive king-sized bed, most likely lulled into slumber by the nanny.

Leonel approached and gently kissed the baby girl on the cheek, which made his heart soften.

Moments later, he retrieved a tube from the bedside drawer and descended the stairs. In the garage, he found Alexis still seated in the driver's seat, checking things on her phone. Knocking on the window, Leonel said, "Move to the back seat."

Alexis rolled down the window and asked, "What took you so long?"

Silently, Leonel opened the door, pulled her out, and guided her to the back seat. Though space was limited, leaving little room for him to fully stretch out, Leonel paid it no mind.

His anxiety was so palpable that he didn't bother removing all his clothes before taking Alexis.

In the darkness, their breaths grew shallow.

Gently, he nibbled at her lips, pressing his nose against hers.

Yet, even in the heat of the moment, he feared his actions might be too forceful. With a heated breath, he inquired, “Are you okay? Does it hurt?"

Alexis struggled to catch her breath.

Sinking onto the seat, she shook her head faintly.

Unable to resist, she instinctively wrapped her arms around Leonel.

Their kisses were fervent as they made love. But Leonel sensed that Alexis wasn't fully aroused, though she continued to hold him close.

Whenever he touched her on the right places, she would moan occasionally. Despite his own sensations, Leonel exerted himself to satisfy Alexis to the best of his ability.

Eventually, he succumbed to the overwhelming sensations that swept over him. Meanwhile, Alexis gently nibbled on his shoulder before lifting her head to request a kiss.

After half an hour of passionate sex, they finally slowed their fervor.

Sweaty and breathless, they collapsed onto the back seat, panting heavily as they reveled in the aftermath.

After calming down, Leonel recalled the process for a while, and then lowered his head to ask gently, “Would you like me to help you get dressed?"

Despite her exhaustion, Alexis knew that Cordelia needed her attention, so she weakly nodded in agreement. As she attempted to sit up, Leonel cupped her face and kissed her once more.