He stepped under the stream and let the water fall directly on his head, running down his face, neck, and shoulders as he closed his eyes.

’Today is definitely going to be a very busy day...’ he thought, remembering all the work he had ahead of him.

Then a soft click broke the sound of the water.

The bathroom door had just opened behind him.

"Hm?"

Mark turned his head slightly to see who had entered. When he saw it was Emilia, he let out a sigh and looked forward again, letting the cold water fall over his head.

"Give me a few more minutes," he said distractedly. "I’ll finish showering and leave the shower for you."

Emilia didn’t respond. Instead, she walked straight toward him and hugged him from behind, pressing her naked body against his once again.

Mark immediately felt her large breasts squishing against his back, her hard nipples rubbing against his wet skin.

"That won’t be necessary," she whispered close to his ear, her voice soft but determined. "It’s normal for husbands and wives to shower together, isn’t it?"

The water fell over both of them, making Emilia’s skin slide smoothly against his.

The Queen began running her hands over his torso, tracing his chest and abdomen slowly, moving lower and lower until her fingers reached his soft cock.

Emilia took it in one hand and started playing with it, stroking it gently, squeezing it delicately, and moving the skin up and down.

Meanwhile, her other hand moved lower and began massaging his balls, holding them and caressing them slowly and carefully with her fingers.

Mark let out a low sigh as he felt her touch. Even though his cock was still soft, Emilia’s touch was quite provocative.

"Emilia..." he murmured, not pulling away. "I don’t think this is the right time for this..."

She smiled and squeezed her hand a little tighter around his soft cock, stroking it slowly.

"I’m just helping you get rid of all that stress, like a good wife should," Emilia whispered in a soft and affectionate voice.

As she spoke, one of her index fingers began tracing slow circles over the head of Mark’s cock. The pad of her finger slid slightly over the sensitive skin, pressing right on the tip and making full circles calmly. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

And little by little, his cock began to swell quickly under the Queen’s hand, hardening with every circle she made. In just a few seconds, it was already fully hard, thick, and throbbing in her palm.

Emilia let out a low, playful giggle when she noticed.

"Looks like someone is very happy to see me..." she said, looking down and watching how Mark’s cock throbbed hard in her hand, the head already swollen and shiny from the water falling on them.

"...Not as happy as you seem to be," he replied, turning his head slightly to look at her over his shoulder.

Emilia let out a clearer laugh and released him for just a moment so she could turn and stand in front of him. Then she stood on her tiptoes, wrapped her arms around Mark’s neck, and kissed him.

While they kissed, Mark’s hard cock became trapped between Emilia’s soft, warm thighs. Every time she moved slightly, his member slid between her legs, rubbing against her already wet pussy without entering.

Mark’s hands moved down to the Queen’s hips and pulled her tighter against him, moving his pelvis to rub harder between her thighs. The pleasure was intense; her hot, wet skin wrapped around his cock perfectly.

Mark, growing more aroused, bent his knees a little and tried to align the head of his cock with Emilia’s entrance, seeking to penetrate her.

But then Emilia suddenly stopped the kiss, pulling her lips away with a mischievous smile.

"Wait a little..." she whispered against his mouth, breathing heavily. "I’d like to taste it before we start."

Without waiting for a response, Emilia slowly crouched down in front of him. Her knees touched the wet shower floor, and Mark’s cock was now right in front of her face, hard, thick, and throbbing. The water fell over her shoulders and breasts as she looked at it closely, her eyes shining.

"It’s so big..."

Then the Queen opened her mouth and took the thick head of Mark’s cock between her lips, sucking it slowly while her tongue swirled around it.

Little by little she took more of it, sliding her hot, wet mouth along his entire length until she almost reached the base.

Mark let out a low grunt and placed one hand on Emilia’s head, tangling his fingers in her hair. He could feel the tight heat of her mouth enveloping him, her tongue moving skillfully underneath his cock, and the firm suction that made his abdominal muscles tense.

"Fuck... Emilia..." he muttered in a hoarse voice.

She increased the pace, sucking harder and using one hand to stroke the part that didn’t fit in her mouth. Mark began breathing heavier, his hips moving slightly forward, fucking the Queen’s mouth with short thrusts.

"Emilia... I’m about to cum..." he warned in a broken voice, feeling the orgasm approaching fast.

But at that exact moment, she pulled his cock out of her mouth while a playful, mischievous smile appeared on her lips.

Mark’s cock throbbed desperately in front of her face, shiny with saliva and on the verge of exploding, but not quite there yet.

He opened his eyes and looked at her with frustration.

"...What do you think you’re doing?"

"I was just playing a little," she replied with an innocent but clearly provocative tone.

And at that precise moment, Mark lost his patience.

He grabbed her wrists firmly, pulled her up in one swift motion, and spun her around. He slammed her against the shower wall, pressing her naked body against the cold tiles.

Emilia ended up with her back to him, her breasts squished against the wall and her hands held above her head. But to Mark’s surprise, the Queen let out a long, pleasure-filled moan at the sudden roughness.

"Darling..." she moaned, clearly excited.

He pressed himself fully against her back, his cock pushing between her ass cheeks while he kept her wrists pinned with one hand.

"Looks like you forgot who’s in charge here," Mark said in a hoarse, dominant voice. "So you’d better stop playing with me."

The Queen let out a trembling moan and pushed her ass back, rubbing her soft cheeks against his cock.

"You’re right..." she moaned, overflowing with pleasure. "I was a bad wife... I deserve to be punished."

He pressed her wrists harder against the wall and gently bit her shoulder, feeling Emilia shudder with pleasure.

"If you want to be punished so badly..." he said, rubbing the head of his cock against her wet entrance. "Then I’ll gladly do it."