Upon reaching the bathroom, Amanda Jenkins inevitably endured another round of passion from Lucas Griffin.
Although he was overbearing, although he liked to take the dominant role when it came to such activities.
But he was also tender, always asking her, "Does it hurt?"
Fearful of hurting her, he always suppressed the desire about to erupt within him, exercising utmost gentleness.
Yet after the fervor, Amanda was left enervated, as if all her strength had been drained by him.
Lucas dried the water off her body and blew dry her hair; finally, he carried her to bed and gently kissed her smooth, full forehead, "Baby, good night."
Amanda's lips curled into a smile as she closed her eyes, yet tears of happiness rolled down.
Lucas was born with a silver spoon, pampered since childhood; wherever he went, people surrounded him, ready to serve.
Yet, he learned to take care of her.
Sometimes, Amanda felt like a child in front of Lucas.
