29. Intimacy in the Bathtub

“Slow down, Max! Slowly!"

The man who was looking for a point, snorted in annoyance. “Are you trying to help or make me more frustrated? I haven't even found the entrance yet."

“That's because your expression looks scary. You're like a cold-blooded killer who wants to stab his victim," Gabriella said with an eyebrow depicting anxiety.

"Then turn around!"

"Are you sure to do it from behind?" the woman slowly turned her back to Max.

In an instant, Gabriella had bitten her lip and closed her eyes tightly. It was no longer awkward to lean on the man's stocky shoulders.

"Why did you put your finger in again?" she groaned between sobs.

“I have to learn the new position. You don't want me to enter the wrong hole, do you?” Max whispered making the hairs on the back of Gabriella's neck growl.

“Yes, but… how long are you going to do it?”

"Until you get wet again."

The woman's brows furrowed spontaneously. "We're i