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Nico's fingers finally found the heat between her legs, his touch gentle but insistent. She gasped, breaking our kiss as she threw her head back, her body trembling with need.

"Let go, Tiffany," Nico murmured his voice a low growl that sent shivers down her spine. "Let us take care of you."

I watched as Franco captured her lips in a fierce kiss; his hands came up to cup her breasts, the soft, supple flesh fitting perfectly in his palm. The contrast between Franco's tanned, rough hands and her creamy, smooth skin created a captivating sight, an erotic scene that ignited a rush of heat throughout my body. Her breasts possessed a full and round shape, a tempting size that enticed touch and discovery. Her nipples were a delicate shade of rosy, pink, hardened against his touch, a visible testament to her growing arousal. He rolled the taut peak between his thumb and forefinger, the gentle pressure eliciting a soft moan from deep within her.

I observed the way her body responded to his touch. Her back gently curved, pressing herself further into his hands, silently asking for more.

I sat back, transfixed, unable to look away as Franco and Nico moved together, their hands gliding over Tiffany's body with a skillful touch that sent my own heart racing. The sight of her, sandwiched between them with her skin flushed with desire, held my gaze without escape. I watched as her breath caught when Nico's fingers brushed against her clit, while Franco toyed with her nipples, expertly rolling the stiff peaks between his fingers.

Tiffany's hips began to move, her body seeking more friction, more contact. I was able to witness the tension escalating in her as she pursued her release, noticing the way her muscles tightened, and her breaths came in short, sharp gasps. Her eyes fluttered closed; her lips parted in a silent moan.

Franco leaned down, kissing her lips fiercely, swallowing her cries as Nico's fingers worked their magic. I witnessed the exact moment when her climax occurred. Her body convulsed, her hips bucking against Nico's hand, her breasts pressing firmly against Franco's palms. A low, guttural moan escaped her, the sound vibrating against Franco's lips.

The sight of her coming undone, the raw vulnerability and primal need etched across her face, sent a wave of desire crashing through me. I could feel my own arousal, a throbbing need that begged for release. But this moment wasn't about me; it was about her, about us, about the connection we forged in the hot tub's heat.

As Tiffany's body shook with the aftershocks of her orgasm, I reached out, my hand cupping her cheek, my thumb brushing gently against her flushed skin. Her eyes fluttered open, meeting mine, and I saw the depth of emotion swirling within her gaze.Gratitude existed, but there was also a hunger, a need that reflected my own.

"That was..." she whispered, her voice trailing off as she tried to find the words.

"Just the beginning," I finished for her, a smile tugging at the corners of my mouth.

Franco chuckled, his hands still cupping her breasts, his thumbs tracing lazy circles around her nipples. "Wait until you witness what else we have in store for you," he said, his voice a low rumble that promised a world of pleasure.

Nico, ever the composed one, smiled, his fingers trailing lightly over her thigh, a gentle, reassuring touch that grounded her amidst the storm of sensations. "We have all the time in the world, Tiffany," he said softly. "And we intend to make the most of every moment."

As we sat there, the steam rising around us, the cold air biting at our exposed skin, I knew this was just the start of a journey that would forever change us. I can only hope we can convince her one month is not long enough. I'm ready to be with her for a lifetime. Together, we would embark on a journey to delve into the depths of our shared passions, and I eagerly anticipated witnessing where the journey would lead us.

CHAPTER 5

FRANCO

Tiffany led the way, her body still glistening with droplets of water that caught the light of the fire, casting a mesmerizing glow on her soft curves. The fireplace's warmth provided a pleasant contrast to the icy air that had chilled us. The doors closed behind us, sealing off the winter blizzard outside and encapsulating us in the warm, inviting atmosphere of the cabin.

She walked straight to the fireplace, her steps graceful and confident despite her nakedness. The warmth of the flames painted her skin in hues of gold and amber, highlighting every contour of her body. I couldn't help but appreciate the sight, feeling a desire stir. She stood there, her back to us, arms wrapped around herself as she sought the heat.

I approached her slowly, aware of Nico and Giovanni hanging back, giving us a moment of space. "Tiffany," I said softly, ensuring my voice was gentle yet firm. "Are you okay? Do you need a break, or do you wish to continue?"

She turned to look at me, her dark brown eyes meeting mine with anticipation and vulnerability. The firelight danced in her pupils, reflecting the warmth behind her. The heavy pause carried unspoken words and potential.

"Tiffany," I continued, my tone steady and reassuring. We want to make sure you're comfortable with whatever happens next. It's important to us that you feel safe and in control. We'll follow your lead."

Her gaze shifted to Nico and Giovanni, who both nodded in agreement, their expressions sincere. We collectively understood that her comfort was our priority.

Tiffany's lips curved into a small smile, and her eyes glinted with determination. "I want to continue," she said, her voice steady and sure. Let's all explore this together.

A sense of relief and excitement surged through me. Her willingness to continue this journey with us was a testament to our connection. I reached out, gently cupping her cheek, and she leaned into the touch, her eyes never leaving mine.

"We're glad you want to continue, Tiffany," I murmured, my thumb gently brushing against her soft skin. We promise to make this experience unforgettable."

Nico stepped closer, his dark grey eyes filled with desire and admiration. "We'll take care of you, Tiffany," he said, his voice a low rumble that sent a shiver down my spine. "Your pleasure is our priority."

Giovanni joined us, his playful demeanor replaced with a severe intensity mirrored our own. "We want to show you a world of pleasure you've never known," he said, his voice filled with conviction.

Tiffany's smile widened, her eyes shining with anticipation. "I trust you," she said, her voice steady.

I realized then that our journey would bring change to us all. The connection between Tiffany and us was palpable, a bond that transcended the physical and delved into the emotional. As we stood there, bathed in the fireplace's warm glow, I could feel the weight of our shared desires and the promise of the pleasures that awaited us.

I leaned in, capturing Tiffany's lips in a slow, sensual kiss. The warmth of her mouth was like a cozy embrace, inviting and alluring. I could feel her body pressing against mine, her curves fitting perfectly against my own. The fireplace's heat was nothing compared to the inferno within us.

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