No more hesitation, his strong waist thrust forward, fully penetrating her.
"Mmm..." The intense pain, beyond words could describe, caused sweat to bead on Avery Jane's forehead, her face pale.
Joshua Hughes froze there completely: "Avery, you still are?"
She had been in love for so many years, she had been married, yet she is still a virgin?
He had no doubt she wouldn't fake it.
Her body was so tight it nearly hurt him, her clean scent and her confusion were impossible to feign.
She belonged solely to him, she was his, and this realization excited him like never before, more satisfying than any career achievement.
Avery was in such pain she almost curled up like a little shrimp, her pale face drenched in a mix of sweat and tears, strands of black hair clinging to her slightly sweaty skin, making her skin appear even more luminous and enchanting.
His stiffened position lasted for a few seconds, Avery asked shakily: "Is it okay, can it be over?"
