"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 as if Marius was depleting something within me.

It seemed like Marius wanted to extract every bit of essence he knew he could coax and release from my womanhood. Strangely, I found myself enjoying it, even though, in reality, I had no choice but to surrender.

"You are so ready, Sam," Marius uttered after a few moments.

"Yes!" I eagerly responded.

In truth, I had wanted to ask Marius for that since earlier. I was just hesitant, fearing he might not be ready. But now that he gave a clear signal that he desired to proceed, who was I to refuse this potentially more delightful blessing from him?

"Oh please, take me now!" I cried out, reaching the peak of my anticipation and endurance.

Marius then took action, sealing my request with a kiss. I didn't resist; instead, I wholeheartedly reciprocated. I tasted myself on his lips, and with that, he delicately began his entrance.

Even though he handled it with care, the sensation of Marius entering me was a different kind of joy.

Before long, Marius began his movements. Like earlier, he was careful, as if giving me a chance to adjust and get used to the size and length of his weapon. Gradually, I felt Marius picking up speed, accompanied by a surge in the level of pleasure I experienced.

"I think I'm going to die from the pleasure you're giving me, Marius!" I exclaimed, gripping his arm tightly.

"No, sweetheart. I have so much in store for you!" he replied.

Marius's response startled me, and then he surprised me with a full and dangerous onslaught.

My eyes widened at what he did. Despite the apparent aggression, Marius remained cautious with every withdrawal and thrust, mindful of the fact that I was pregnant.

For a few moments, Marius ravished me with his manhood. Despite the quickening pace, he never lost his careful touch. And gradually, like earlier, we reached the peak together.

*****

"ARE you okay? Did I tire you out too much?" Marius asked me kindly when we were lying side by side in bed, this time in my room.

I playfully shook my head and snuggled against his side. We were both dressed for the moment.

"It just really takes a toll on your energy," I admitted, letting out a soft laugh.

I hugged Marius tightly, and he reciprocated with a tight embrace.

"There's something I want to ask you," I said, recalling something.

"What is it?" he asked, kissing my forehead.

"Who is Lena?" I asked curiously.

I wasn't sure if I misheard, but I heard a soft but amused laugh from Marius before he answered, "Didn't I tell you earlier? She's my childhood friend."

I nodded and glanced at Marius for a moment before he kissed me on the lips.

"You'll get to meet her," he added.

I raised my eyebrows at what I heard. "Really? Didn't you tell me that she lives with Nana Lourdes?"

"Yeah, why?" Marius asked.

"Doesn't she have a job that she allows Nana Lourdes to work here? By the way, how are they related?" I inquired.

"They're aunt and niece. Nana Lourdes raised Lena since her parents died. Lena's father is Nana's sibling."

"Oh, I see," I said.

"Wait, why do you seem so curious about Lena? Don't tell me you're jealous of her?" Marius guessed the true feelings behind all my questions.

"Is it not allowed? Why, don't you like a jealous woman?" I retorted.

In response, Marius burst into laughter before hugging me tightly and kissing me again, this time on the forehead.

"You shouldn't have to feel that way at all. Because you're the one I love, not any other woman," Marius spoke with a tone of honesty, and I found myself believing in every word he said.

His sincerity sparked a warm sensation in my chest, reassuring me of his commitment. Despite my earlier curiosity about Lena, I realized that Marius's devotion to me was the most important thing.

"Tell me, what does Lena look like?" I inquired again, my curiosity getting the better of me. I needed more than just assurances; I wanted to understand the dynamics between Marius and Lena better.

Marius lifted his head, his gaze meeting mine with a glint of amusement still present in his eyes. His amusement only fueled my annoyance, but I held my ground, determined to get an answer.

"Seriously, Sam?" he chuckled, clearly enjoying my slightly irritated state.

Feeling a surge of frustration, I let out an exasperated sigh before responding to Marius, "Just answer my question."

Marius chuckled once more, thoroughly entertained by the situation. However, to my relief, he decided to put an end to the playful banter and gave me a straightforward response.

"Lena is beautiful, yes. But to me, you're even more beautiful. You're the most stunning woman in my world. That's the truth, Sam."

His words took me by surprise, and for a moment, I was at a loss for words. Marius's sincerity echoed through his declaration, and as I absorbed his genuine sentiments, I felt a sense of contentment settling within me. The reassurance was exactly what I needed, confirming that our love was strong and unshakable.