Chapter 96

Cassandra found herself on the precipice of anticipation, awaiting her husband's touch, yet she was utterly unprepared for the electric jolt that coursed through her as his fingers delved between her thighs, unhesitatingly finding her core. The immediacy and intimacy of his touch sent a soft, involuntary moan escaping from her lips. Her eyes fluttered open, drawn to the sight of her husband, Thomas, as he gently poured a velvety, creamy liquid onto her nipples. The sensation was strange and unfamiliar, causing her to gasp sharply. But any reservations she had were swiftly replaced by waves of pleasure as Thomas's tongue began to lap at the liquid, his mouth enveloping her nipples in a dance of sensation.

The creamy liquid was none other than the caramel sauce she had been indulging in moments earlier. In a twist of fate, it was now her husband using it to indulge in her, and Cassandra found herself far from complaining. Instead, she was eager to learn, to observe eve