Chapter 42. Intimacy in the Bathtub

Without wasting any more time, the hungry lion moved closer to its prey. Gabriella couldn't help but hold her breath as the distance between them was gone. For the first time, she tried to enjoy the intimacy with her husband.

“Slow down, Max! Please ... 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