Chapter 25 Temptation On The Beach 2

• “Fuck, I’m cumming..!” he groans, moaning loudly in my ear. His thrusts increased, each one harder and more urgent, and seconds later he ejaculates.
• “That was amazing, babe.” Daniel kissed my cheek, already half-asleep within seconds. This was our routine. I never complained, but sex with Daniel was always… predictable, even boring at times. Yet I loved him—perhaps because we had been together for years, and comfort, familiarity, and loyalty had their own appeal.
• I inhaled the lit cigarette in my hand, the smoke curling around me in the dim light—a bad habit I had picked up last year. A few minutes later, I found myself strolling out of our room, letting the soft night air wrap around my bare shoulders.