All Chapters of Maid for the Quadruplets: Chapter 81 - Chapter 89

A moan escaped my lips as Jordan assisted me in lowering my body into the warm water. My entire being was aching now because of the workout and my first attempt at pole dancing. I found it a bit difficult, but I still enjoyed it while Janus was teaching me; I was just really excited. But here it was! I was finally feeling the effects of shocking my body. Even though I used to do heavy work out in the fields, what I did this morning was entirely different, and it was probably also due to that initial warm-up we did. I closed my eyes and let out a sigh as I fully soaked in the water, which was infused with essential oils, making the entire bathroom smell like lavender. My arms were what truly ached right now because they were exactly what was needed to grip the pole.I smiled at Jordan and thanked him. He was holding a glass of juice and let me take a sip. He was the one who had prepared all of this. The bath, the scented candles surrounding the entire bathroom, so it really was relaxin

I cuddled even closer to Jordan's body and buried my face into his chest as I drifted in and out of sleep before finally waking up completely. I heard his soft chuckle and playfully bit his skin a little. It was just the two of us in his bed, without the other three who seemed to be throwing a tantrum at me. For three days now, Jordan and I had been the only ones sleeping together, and the other three wouldn't even talk to me, even when it was their turn to stay behind at the house. Over the past few days, despite my body still being sore, I pushed through with my workout anyway. I practiced the basic moves that Janus had taught me until I finally got the hang of it. Now, it was a breeze for me, and I actually wanted to learn more, but well, you know how it is. The three of them were sulking just because I didn't let them sleep with me the other night. I didn't know if they were just acting up, so I would coddle them, but I was never going to give in. It was their own fault for refusi

Jordan and I didn't go home right away; the next place we visited was a gallery displaying vintage celebrity dresses and vintage makeup used in the past. It was a treat for my eyes, and I couldn't help but admire every piece I saw. There were even accessories used on Hollywood movie sets that had been worn by actors. At first, I didn't really know what a gallery was, but Jordan explained it to me. He was so patient with me, explaining everything he saw so I could understand. I learned a lot of new things and new words, and I was grateful to be with him. Dakila just followed us, looking like he was enjoying himself too, and he was there to keep an eye on us.For a moment, I forgot about seeing the three of them at the fashion show, looking happy while hanging out with models. They really rubbed it in my face that they were happy with other women who were more beautiful and sexier. So that's why they could stand giving me the cold shoulder for three days, because they were already preoc

I completely collapsed on the bed as I came so hard from the hard fucking that my Frenchman gave me. He was panting heavily and lay down beside me with a sweet smile on his lips. We got into a spooning position, and his hand moved to my pussy, dripping with his cum. I let out a soft moan as he rubbed his finger there and inserted it into my canal. I held onto his hand and grinded against it, my clit brushing against his hand as well. I moaned out the French word that means "faster," and he did just that. He was kissing and licking my neck as his fingers thrust faster into my core. My hips began to thrust faster against his fingers; the familiar burn in my center was coming!But right before I could climax, my phone on the side table suddenly vibrated loudly. I cursed, but the man continued to finger my jewel until I screamed as I released. I turned to face him and passionately kissed him on the lips. Then, I pushed him slightly and got up to grab my phone. I rolled my eyes when I saw