Raegan felt another intimate moment coming on, her mind flashing back to their recent closeness. He seemed to drag the moment out under the pretense of drying her off, making her cheeks turn red.

“You need to go now," she urged, blushing.

Mitchel looked at her, his eyes twinkling with a hint of playfulness.

“There's no hurry right now."

Mitchel dressed Raegan in the clothes Matteo had bought, carefully putting each piece on, and gently dried her hair with a fresh towel.

He was gentle and thorough.

Raegan felt a sweet warmth from his care, aside from those intimate moments when he overpowered her pleas and teased her without mercy.

At all other times, Mitchel was incredibly thoughtful, kind, and protective.

Holding her closely, Mitchel seemed to find it hard to let go, his lips lightly touching her cheek as he asked in a deep voice, “Will you wait for me tonight?"

Raegan felt her cheeks warm as she gently refused. "No, not tonight."

The memories of her recent passionate moments with Mitchel left her body tender and aching, prompting a mix of admiration and bewilderment at how instinctively men seemed to navigate the waters of pleasure.

Though Raegan found these moments enjoyable at times, the frequency overwhelmed her.

Mitchel had a way of calling Raegan fragile in the past, always taking care to lift her spirits and ensure she felt cherished before they got carried away.

"It won't take long." Mitchel tried to persuade her with a hint of coaxing in his voice, "What about tonight?"

Mitchel had spent a significant amount of time trying to uplift Raegan's mood earlier, and having only skimmed the surface of their connection, he was left craving more.

“I need to get back to Janey." Raegan stood firm in her decision.

Unfazed, Mitchel proposed, "Then I'll come to your villa."

But Raegan was adamant. "No, let's not." The intensity of Mitchel's endurance amid passionate moments, while thrilling, also sparked a fear in her of what it might escalate into, something beyond mere playful teasing.

Noticing Mitchel's look of disappointment, Raegan battled with a sense of guilt. He had been considerate, holding back to ensure she had a wonderful time, and here she was, possibly being too rigid in her stance. “Maybe I'm being too stern," she pondered, second-guessing her refusal.

“Tomorrow night," Raegan suggested, her cheeks coloring with a warm flush. “Come to my villa tomorrow. I want to properly introduce you to Janey."