I reveled in the growing intensity between Mary and me, each passing moment igniting a fire of desire that consumed us both. The sweet fragrance of Mary, a tantalizing blend of strawberries and watermelon, wrapped around me like a seductive embrace, heightening my senses and fueling my passion.
Turning off the water, I grab Mary’s hand. She tries to stop mg by saying Christian we need to dry off before we scatter water everywhere.
Disregarding Mary's suggestion to dry off, I swept her up in a bridal carry and whisked her to our awaiting bed, laying her down with a gentle touch. As I positioned myself above her, a rush of excitement coursed through me, anticipation building with every beat of my heart. Locking eyes with Mary, her gaze spoke volumes, a silent invitation that set my soul a
