"KITCHEN ISLAND"

"Oh, please, Marius, take me already. I'm dying here!" I commanded him in a tone that I knew would reveal how desperate I was.

But Marius ignored what I said. Instead, he continued with what he was doing. He didn't speak, either. He was so quiet. It wasn't something new to me, to be honest. However, I couldn't explain the kind and level of erotic sensation my boyfriend was making me experience in those moments. I couldn't remove the anxiety from my heart. And that anxiety was for the terrifying happiness I could experience at any moment from now on. Honestly, I admit that I am not ready for that.

"This is so good," I heard Marius say. That's why my deep thoughts were interrupted.

I let out a moan again after he said that, and he gave my slit a dangerous flick. It felt so good, to the point that I even lifted my buttocks. And I think my boyfriend knows about it.

I think he knows that I liked what he did. Because he repeated it. And this time, he became more intense. So I widened my