Edmund let out a rough breath, his entire body trembling with the effort to hold back. But the moment she gave him permission, his restraint snapped.
His icy blue eyes darkened as lust took over his mind.
[I want my wife to moan louder.]
Suddenly, he pulled out, and Primrose shivered as she felt her nectar dragging along his penis before he pushed back in, filling her all over again.
Primrose arched her back, her head tilting upward as the movement knocked the air from her lungs.
Her nails dug into his back, her entire body overwhelmed by the indescribable mix of pleasure and intensity that made her toes curl.
[She looks so sexy like that.]
[Is it really that good?]
Did he seriously need confirmation?
"H-husband … ah!" Primrose gasped as Edmund moved his hips, thrusting in and out of her wet core. "It's so good—Ahh!"
She only meant to reassure him, to let him know there was no discomfort, that he didn't need to hold back.
