"HOT TUB 4”

I had no idea how long Marius planned to indulge me in this delightful punishment. He continued his worship of my womanhood, and I remained defenseless, accepting everything he desired to do to me—the man my heart recognized as my dearest love.

Marius's tongue showed no signs of resting. It moved in and out of my core, and I couldn't predict when it would cease.

Unable to resist any longer, I moved, and one of my hands gently tangled in Marius's hair. The way he was exploring my womanhood was tender, with a unique touch that I couldn't quite describe but intensified the warmth I felt.

Pleasurable.

Erotic.

Sensual.

Those words were insufficient to describe what I truly felt during those moments. All I knew was that I was losing myself, and my strength was fading, even though, in reality, we hadn't reached the climax of our intimacy.

When Marius paused in his tongue's exploration of my womanhood, he returned to the same fervent kissing he had done earlier. At this point, it seemed