Even after sharing a bed so many times, whenever he held her, it always felt like the first time. Her innocent and bewildered eyes could shatter any man's willpower.
Samuel Johnson took a deep breath, suppressing the passion coursing through his bones. He wanted to take it slow, to set the stage properly, to avoid hurting her.
But he clearly overestimated his self-control; just one glance from Amanda Smith and all his willpower could easily crumble.
He wanted to rush in fiercely, to conquer!
He lowered his voice, grinding his teeth in the dark, and somewhat angrily said, "Don't look at me like that, Amanda..." I can't hold back..."
Amanda blinked innocently and smiled, "What's wrong?"
She genuinely didn't understand; her naive smile in Samuel's eyes was like a silent seduction.
He couldn't control himself and gripped her waist. Before Amanda could react, he thrust into her fiercely!
"Ah... Uh!"
