“Infinitely.”
I trace under the cut from earlier until he grabs my foot, holds it in place, then makes me squeal when he lifts it to his mouth and nips my big toe before sucking it in deep.
For a second, I freeze as I realize he’s licking his cum off me.
And I get my first lesson from him—nothing is out-of-bounds. Nothing.
Huh, maybe it’s my third lesson?
Seeing as he let me fondle his asshole with my toeandgive him a foot job…
But all thoughts fade when he sucks, hard, and lashes my toes with his tongue until every ticklish bone in my body is triggered.
The water thrashes as I yell, “MARCO!”
It’s his turn to freeze, then he growls, “Did you just call me another man’s name?!”
Relieved the ticklish sensation stopped, I nag, “No. You’re supposed to say Polo.”
“What does Marco Polo have to do with anything?”
My nose wrinkles. “Nothing. It’s a game.”
He rolls his eyes but replaces my foot in the water. “What kind of game?”
“It’s like ‘it’ but you’re blindfolded and that person shouts ‘Marco’ and other players shout ‘Polo.’”
His lips purse. “So, you have to rely on your ears to figure out where they are?”
“Yeah.”
“What does—” He shakes his head. “Okay.”
“Okay?”
“Let’s play. I’ll chase you down.”
I gape at him. “Huh?”
“Maybe it’s a good thingI’llbe the one blindfolded, Victoria,” he croons, “seeing as your ears don’t appear to be working and I could find you in the pitch dark, anywhere,anytime,without even trying.”
Wait a second—when did this happen?! When did Indulgent Maxim return?! When I wasn’t looking?!
“We don’t have to?—”
“I think we do. You can hide in any of the rooms on this floor and I’ll find you.”
“You don’t know that!” I huff.
“I will always find you,korovka.”
I scrunch up my nose at him. “You and that word. Always.”
“Would you prefer ‘never?’”
“No. But you better live up to it, Maxim. I’m placing a lot of faith in this ‘always’ stuff.”
His lips twitch. “What do I win when I catch you?”
