In the aftermath of their passion, Luca felt a sense of peace that had eluded him for so long. He held Nicole close, her head resting on his chest, her soft breaths tickling his skin. For a moment, he allowed himself to imagine a life with her, free from the shackles of his loveless marriage.

But reality soon set in, and with it, the weight of his impending decision. He knew he couldn’t keep living this double life, but the thought of losing his fortune and tolerating Ariana's tantrum was worrisome. Yet, as he stared at the ceiling, the feel of Nicole’s jiggly tits in his face, he realized that he was willing to risk it all for this kind of passion. Nicole looked at him, her eyes glazed with lust. She straddled his face, her perfect tits bobbing slightly with her heavy breathing. He couldn’t resist the temptation. He began to whisper dirty words to her, his breath hot and tickling her sensitive skin. "You like that, don't you, slut?" he murmured, his tongue flicking out to taste her nipple.