infinitemuses replied to your post: Victory was close. He could sense it. He assaulted her weak point again: Kissing the center of her throat passionately, using his lips, tongue, and teeth to pleasure the sensitive spot. Slowly his hand went down her abdomen and slid into her pants, delving beneath her panties and rubbing her womanhood aggressively. "Apologize!" He commanded loudly.
She held onto him tightly once he joined with her, a satisfied mewl falling from her lips. Was she so sensitive right now that she nearly came from Howl entering her? No matter. Aquene had a taste of pleasure from her husband and wasn't about to let it end.
"Don't stop," she begged, rolling her head back to bare more of her throat to him.