Vernon felt smug. This woman, his wife, did not cease to amaze him with her attitude.
Those doe eyes were quite expressive, since she was unmarred by the filth of society, he had the chance to see every one of her emotions, displayed on that exquisite face.
He wanted her, he wanted to sink his length into that watery sheath and pound her beneath him until she became a puddle. Vernon could not help but to shift uncomfortably. It was irritating knowing that the woman he wanted was right before him, and he could not have her.
Paired with the fact that she is pregnant with his child it was even much more rampant.
Still, he can wait just she will suffer a bit when he could have her again.
