Chapter 33: Hot Springs

In reality, Steven was teasing Monica on purpose.
Although Eric did live next door, this was a five-star hotel's deluxe suite. There were only a few rooms on each floor, with excellent privacy, so there was no need to worry about soundproofing.
Monica lay limp on the bed, completely lacking strength in her body. Her slender waist and backline were enticing, and when touched, they still trembled slightly, clearly still lost in pleasure.
"You sprayed a lot, such ao good girl," Steven hugged her waist and rewarded her with a kiss on the cheek. He deeply thrust back into her sex that was halfway inside.
"Mmm..." she tilted her head back, breathed rapidly, her eyes still glazed, biting her lip and moaning, "No more..."
Having experienced an extreme orgasm.
HerThe body was sore and weak, the nerves still tense. At this moment, the penis was inserted once again, which was like adding fuel to the fire, pushing the sensitive body to the brink of losing control once more.
Monica clung to his shoulders, sobbing incoherently, trying to curl up and dodge, but Steven forcefully held her apart, thrusting forcefully inside.
The intense sound of water hitting resounded again, filling the room with a seductive and ambiguous atmosphere. The bodies intertwined and moved incessantly, and the pleasure and friction overwhelmed them, almost devouring them completely.
Monica couldn't withstand his brutal thrusts, not caring about what was happening next door, she cried, moaned and gasped intermittently, and in no time, he released inside her trembling body, and she reached her climax.
Her wet entrance contracted forcefully, the dripping water moistened the tip, and the wet entrance rubbed against his scrotum, as if trying to suck out all the semen inside. Steven let out a slight "hiss," feeling so relieved that his lower back went numb, he gasped heavily a few times, and finally, he gave a few vigorous thrusts, and with a satisfying feeling, he ejaculated inside her completely.
As their breathing gradually calmed down, Monica didn't move, but Steven came to kiss her again, holding her tightly and not letting go.
Suddenly, she realized that she hadn't been able to hold back and had been moaning loudly in bed. Anyone within earshot would know how intense their lovemaking had been.
Regret and panic rushed over her, but the exhaustion in her body overwhelmed everything else. She thought hazily, "Never mind, I'll deal with it tomorrow."
Steven took care of the condom, lying back on the bed, and continued to kiss her from behind, with no intention of stopping at all. Monica could feel the semi-erect member against her waist starting to harden again and instinctively struggled to avoid it. But he held her tightly, whispered, "Do you want to go soak in the hot spring for a while?"
The suggestion indeed stirred her heart. She hesitated for a moment, but Steven immediately caught onto it. He picked her up and walked towards the small door beside the bedroom.
The standard suite of this hot spring hotel didn't come with a private hot spring pool. If you wanted to experience it, you had to go to the public bathhouse. However, the deluxe suite had a highly private courtyard with a dedicated private hot spring for guests to use.
Steven opened the sliding door, and the hot steam and mineral scent filled the air.
He carried Monica into the pool. The hot water rushed in, soothing their tired bodies. She let out a long breath and relaxed against the edge of the pool. Her black hair floated on the water, swaying gently.
The tempting curves beneath the water were tantalizing, making people yearn to explore.
With a beauty in his embrace, Steven couldn't resist any longer. He reached out and held the back of her head, gently pulling her into his arms and kissed her passionately.
Their scorching naked skin pressed against each other in the water, creating a hot friction. Monica was breathless from his kisses, furrowing her brows and trying to push him away, "Why are you doing this again..."
He pinched her nape, "But you also enjoy it, don't you?"
Monica glared at him, "Don't spout nonsense!"
He lifted her onto his lap, spreading her legs apart and sat down. One hand slowly reached between her thighs and began to rub gently. He spoke leisurely, "Hmm...
"Who was that person who just cried out with pleasure?" he said teasingly.
Her ears turned hot, and she bit her lip in embarrassment, trying to move away from him. "… You pervert! I don't want to be with you!"
He forcefully pulled her back, splashing water in the pool. "If not with me, then who do you want to be with?"
"… Definitely not you… mmm…" Her lips were once again silenced.
Steven used his fingertips to open her flower-like lips and lightly rubbed at her entrance. Her sensitive cave, which had just swallowed his penis, was still tingling. It involuntarily clenched as soon as he touched it.
He covered it with the palm of his hand and gently massaged it a few times. She immediately whimpered and trembled, her breathing becoming rapid.
"You deceitful little trickster." He bit her lips and held her waist as he thrust into her entrance.
Monica couldn't dodge in time and was penetrated fully in the hot spring.
The position allowed his already long penis to enter even deeper, with the tip forcefully poking at her cervix. She couldn't bear it and moaned, her fingers trembling as they rested on his shoulders, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"... So deep... Ahh... Mmm..."
Steven gripped her waist and thrust into her vagina with forceful movements, stirring up the hot spring water. However, Monica couldn't care less and only felt like she was being pushed to her limits by the intensity.
She clung to his shoulders, her body constantly sinking due to gravity, repeatedly swallowing his fierce penis whole. Her soft and tender buttocks pressed against his swollen testicles, continuously squeezing and pounding as their movements rocked back and forth, giving rise to an unbearable pleasure.
Steven straightened his waist and forcefully thrust into her entrance again, increasing the strength of his grinding. It didn't take long before Monica arched her head back, whimpering and trembling, climaxing right there in the water.
However, even after she climaxed, he didn't let her go. He continued to vigorously and heavily penetrate her. Monica continued to sob and groan, squeezing and clenching uncontrollably, with the soft flesh inside biting onto his glans and not letting go, as if trying to suck out all his semen from the small opening at the tip.
"You dare to squeeze." He hissed, lowly catching his breath, and gave her butt a slap to intentionally scare her. "I didn't wear a condom. If you keep squeezing so tight, I'll shoot all my semen into your belly. Tonight, you'll sleep with my semen in your mouth."
Monica was startled, but the obscene words stimulated her and she reacted. Her lower abdomen tightened instinctively, clamping onto his member even tighter, causing his scalp to tingle.
Unable to bear it any longer, he lifted her out of the pool, pressed her against the edge, and fiercely thrust into her from behind.
Without the resistance of the water, the contact between their genitals became even more intimate, with all the force being absorbed by their bodies. Steven forcefully plunged into her entrance, causing her cries to never cease, and the clearly defined muscles on hiser abdomen repeatedly collided with her buttocks, creating alluring waves.
The sound of the hot spring water murmured, and mist enveloped their intertwined bodies until the water droplets on their bodies turned cold, and then they tightly embraced each other, descending into the climax of desires.
Steven pulled out from her tightly gripping entrance, and with a few strokes of his hand, he ejaculated all over her back. The thick semen mixed with the hot spring water spread on her fair skin, creating an extremely obscene scene.
As he watched, his erection grew once again, and in her whimpering cries, he penetrated her once more. He carried her from the hot spring back to the bedroom, leaving wet marks all over the floor.
Throughout the entire night, Monica lost count of how many times they did it, and in the end, the entire bed was disheveled.
Almost everything was messed up by the two of them. She cried until her voice was hoarse, and he finally satisfied her and let her go.
It was an extremely debauched night.
**Chapter 34: The Kiss Marks**