Dorie PoV
His eyes roamed over my body, a slow, appreciative smile spreading across his face. "You're more beautiful than I remember," he said, his voice thick with emotion.
I blushed and looked away, suddenly feeling shy. "You dummy. You saw me earlier." I said, my voice barely a whisper.
He chuckled and stepped closer, his hand reaching out to cup my cheek. "I know," he said, his thumb gently stroking my skin. "But I never get tired of looking at you."
He then leaned in and kissed me, a gentle, lingering kiss that held all the unspoken promises between us. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, my body aching for his touch.
He deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth with a slow, deliberate rhythm that sent a shiver of desire down my spine. I moaned into his mouth, my hands tangling in his hair as I pressed myself against him.
He broke the kiss, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "Let's get in the tub," he said, his voice a low growl.
