A smile appeared on my lips as I entered the bathroom, the sound of a low grunt reaching my ears as I leaned back against the door. It was evident that he was displeased with my choice, but I found amusement in the situation, relishing the opportunity to tease and entrap him. My lips remained curved in a smile as I made my way towards the bathtub. The weakness in my legs was undeniable, a result of the intensity he had delivered, a result, perhaps, of my own request.
Reflecting on that moment now, it fills my thoughts with a surge of emotions. The intensity of my feelings for Maximus was undeniable. No other man seemed to hold a candle to him in my mind. As the memory of our intimate encounter inside the sanctuary of my parents' home resurfaced, a spontaneous laughter escaped from deep wi
