Cargan bent Claire over. He didn't want intimacy this time. It was only obligatory that he did this. He drew up her skirt without bothering to undress her. There, he slipped his dick into her.
She let out a yelp. She had always liked it wild. She perhaps thought this was him being wild. But hell, he didn't even kiss her. There was no romance at all. He went straight to business.
He thrust in and out of her from behind while she thumped up and down. Cargan had no idea what was wrong with him. He had always liked to pleasure his wives even if he wasn't pleasured at all.
But now, having sex with Claire seemed like he was doing a very bad thing. Or maybe he was doing the right thing at the wrong time.
He increased the pace of his thrusts. He wanted to be done with this quickly.
"C—Cargan…!" Claire choked on his name.
She shouldn't have done too much to arouse him when he wasn't at all in a stable state of mind. She'd pay for it.
