In a warm, bubbly bathtub filled with candles and rose petals, she nervously looks at him as he steps in, his muscular body glistening with water droplets. He takes a seat behind her and gently massages her shoulders. She lets out a sigh of relief and leans back into his touch.
As he continues to massage, his hands slowly move lower onto her stomach before stopping at her navel. He looks into her eyes and asks if she's ready for the next step. She nods shyly, anticipating what's to come.
He stands up and, without warning, lifts her up into his arms. She wraps her legs around his waist and feels his hardness pressing against her. He carries her to the head of the tub where there's an assortment of fruits. He selects an orange and, with a tender gaz He selects an orange and, with a tender gesture, peels it carefully to reveal the juicy flesh within.
