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It took only several deep strokes for her body to start convulsing, and it was while pleasure was still rocking her body that Summerine vaguely felt him moving up and...aaaaah.

Her husband had entered her with one smooth, deep thrust, his engorged length claiming her virginity with a flash of pain that had her gasping and buckling.

I'm...his.

It was Summerine's last semi-coherent thought before passion completely took over, and the way her husband plunged inside of her again and again had her clinging helplessly to his massive shoulders.

He was pounding into her harder and faster with every thrust.

Just so much harder and faster that Summerine felt as if he was about to rip her apart in the most exquisite way possible.

"R-Ryu..."

His mouth then latched to her breast, and an incoherent cry rose out of her throat as Ryu began to suckle her nipple while relentlessly driving his length in and out of her.

Something inside of Summerine started to tighten, and she knew it was the same for him, too, when his thrusts became wilder and rougher until...finally, oh, finally.

Her body arched helplessly against his as they came at the same time, his seed flooding her womanhood, and all she could do was sob his name out.

Ryu.

Ryu.

Ryu.

She was only starting to float back into reality when she heard a splash of water. Ryu was back in the Jacuzzi, and then he was pulling her down with him, and...aaaah.

She could only hold on to the edges of the wooden deck as her husband entered her from behind. It felt as if he was able to thrust deeper into her with this new position, and every plunging stroke had her crying his name out.

Ryu.

Ryu.

Ryu.

Her belly started to tighten in pleasure, but a part of her wanted it to last.

Please, please, please.

But when her husband reached around her body to start playing with her clit, and the flicks of his finger were timed perfectly with his pounding thrusts—-

Aaaaaaaah.

Summerine was back in bed when she woke. She stirred to her side when she heard the door of the en-suite open. It was her husband, already fully dressed, and he wason the phone.

"Hello, darling."

Her eyes squeezed shut.

"I'll be there as soon as I can."

And stayed shut even as she felt her husband press his lips to her forehead before leaving.

Why wasn't she enough for him?