"Ouch!"
Julie Harrison was a traditional woman. In his memory, she always maintained her dignity in bed, she was silent and always kept a resilient demeanour. Even her first time, which all women admit is the most painful, she didn't scream.
At that time, he often thought about how others said that a woman who is too conservative in bed is like a wooden doll, yet seeing Julie's endurance always triggered his desire to conquer her.
The more he saw her enduring, the rougher he got. He wanted to see how much this woman could tolerate!
However, he was always disappointed. He'd never heard her cry out in pain.
But today, before he had even started, she cried out in pain. Oliver Thompson paused, observing the fine sweat beads on her forehead, her furrowed brows, and the pallor of her face. He realized he had been too harsh, immediately releasing his grip on her chest, and instead used his hand to hold her chin.
He forced her to raise her head and look at him.
