"No, no more, Lucas Knight, please stop... Mm, ah." Her seductive voice trickled out.
"Call me husband," he said, planting a kiss on her forehead, then moving to her delicate, upturned nose. Every touch made her shiver, sending sparks through her body.
"Mm, husband..."
She followed his lead and called him husband.
Though her tone was one of refusal, her voice was so pleasant, with a hint of contentment. And she was very beautiful, her eyes always pure and innocent, large enough to mesmerize anyone.
Every time he saw her big eyes, he couldn't help but succumb.
"You're such a good girl."
"Husband..." Her nose tingled, and she hugged the man, "What do you really want?" She cried so much that every time he made her cry, he came back to comfort her. Did he really love her or not? This back-and-forth left a gaping hole in her heart.
