“SENSUAL SATISFACTION 1”

I should have been accustomed to Marius's way by now. I should have been used to feeling the style and intensity of his kisses. After all, that's how he always did it before. His warnings to me conveyed how he kissed me.

I didn't back down either. I didn't let go of his masculinity, knowing that later it would be the cause of endless moans escaping my throat. And just like he said earlier, those were some of the things he missed about me.

Even though I harbored a great deal of anger towards Marius, I wouldn't be selfish with him. It's all about give and take. Because I also wanted him to be generous with me in this moment.

How could any woman in love resist a fleeting moment with a man like him? Because I, no matter how many times I've said it, am willing to surrender to Marius repeatedly. I will give him my body. But never will he hear from me what I truly feel for him. He will never know that until now, I still love him deeply.

Perhaps it's better this way. I have to keep him guessing so he'll remain interested in me. It's a delicate dance of revealing just enough to maintain his intrigue, yet concealing the depths of my love to keep him longing for more.

I took advantage of the moment when Marius released my lips to display my prowess. That's when I promptly knelt in front of him, initiating to please him using my mouth.

I sensed Marius's weakness, which supported the trembling of his knees.

Therefore, without any hesitation, 1 encouraged him to sit on the L-shaped leather couch that I knew had been in his condo for quite some time. Why not? We had indulged in passionate moments on that exquisite seat numerous times in the past.

As if on cue, memories flooded my mind, replaying the scenes of intimacy between Marius and me. It wasn't a conscious effort, but rather a result of my thoughts at that moment. I found myself reliving what I can only describe as one of the most cherished and passionate moments we shared together.

ONE YEAR AGO…

A loud cry escaped me as Marius quickly positioned me on the L-shaped leather couch, parting my thighs with urgency as he began to explore my womanhood.

"Shit!"

The expletive felt like it got caught in my throat. What Marius was doing felt unbelievably pleasurable, even though we were technically only just starting. And it was just his lips, nothing more. It was just gentle touches, yet it was already electric. It was intoxicatingly satisfying.

Marius seemed to grow impatient with his gentle caresses on my entrance. The next sensation I felt was the probing of his tongue as if searching for something deep within my womanhood.

It was a pleasurable storm, to say the least.

But I had no idea when he would stop. Even though this wasn't the first time Marius had explored me like this, I still felt a tinge of fear.

I feared that I might not be able to handle the terrifying ecstasy I knew he was about to unleash upon my entire being.

Marius held onto both my knees, ensuring that I wouldn't move and that my position remained unchanged. It wasn't easy for me.

As I expected, his actions intensified as time passed, becoming more punishing.

"Fuck!" | exclaimed after a gentle bite he made.

In the many times Marius and I had been intimate, he always gave me reasons to crave him, always. And this was one of those times that I felt I would never forget.

"Sweetheart, you are so wet," he said, lifting his face to kiss my lips.

Even though I didn't respond, I just answered his kiss. I tasted myself in his mouth as he explored my swollen femininity.

"Damn!" came my breathless cry as he began to slide his hardness into me.

The intense thrill that engulfed my entire being was so pleasurable, and then it seemed to attack me without hesitation.

Marius didn't enter me. He just teased me in a way that seemed to give me a bigger or heavier reason to crave him even more.

In truth, it was with Marius that I learned this kind of approach. That you need to elevate the level of desire between partners to make the intimacy even hotter. I'm not sure if this works for everyone or with other men. I haven't been with anyone else in situations like this, just Marius. So, I don't know if he's similar to others.

When it comes to compatibility, my boyfriend and l are on the same page when it comes to our desires and satisfaction in lovemaking. The only difference is, I get impatient more easily than he does. That's why l often demand from Marius when moments come that I can no longer resist.

A few moments passed. He continued with that kind of punishment on me. And then he kissed me again. It was a wild kiss while he continued his teasing using his masculinity, rubbing it against my opening.

I felt myself getting more and more aroused, and I was fully immersed in the moment.

Damn! Marius really knows how to make me lose control. He knows exactly how to remove me from the present and transport me to another dimension. And that's what he always does to me.

With my hands-free, I had the opportunity to explore his toned body. Like Marius, I found a way to give him pleasure in return, even in simple ways that I knew. And that was through caressing his nakedness.

I love Marius deeply, and I believe he can feel that in my touch. In the warmth of my hands.

"I love you, Sam."

When Marius paused our kiss, those were the words he spoke while looking into my eyes. And truthfully, I could see in them his genuine feelings for me. His love for me.

"I love you too, so much," I replied to him with a sweet smile.

Marius gazed into my face again. Then he kissed me once more. And I responded in kind as if I were thirsting for him even more. And in that state, I felt his slow entry into me.

Marius didn't release the kiss. Instead, the moan I intended to release got caught between our lips. My eyes widened involuntarily, unable to contain the surge of indescribable joy that swept through my entire being. It was as if every nerve in my body was alive and tingling with pleasure, responding eagerly to his touch and his love.