77. True Intimacy

"Do you want to do it here?" Max whispered after realizing that Gabriella was kissing him back.

"Yes," the woman sighed as she brushed the foam that had almost disappeared from her husband's hair. "But, may I serve you tonight?"

At the unexpected suggestion, the man's eyebrows arched maximally. "Are you serious?"

"Of course."

A second later, Gabriella began to dip her hands in the water. After a while, Max began to release pleasure in the air.

"Am I doing it right?" the woman whispered while continuing to make water ripples.

"Yes," the man sighed as he was barely able to answer. He had been lulled by his wife's massage.

"How about this?"

Suddenly, Max let out a long groan and gripped the bathtub wall. Unexpectedly, Gabriella chuckled at her husband's expression.

“Do you know that your face is really ugly right now?” she teased with a crooked smile.

The man who was being attacked by his own heartbeat al