"Elly, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."
A voice full of compassion and barely concealed tenderness soothed Elly, and the next second, the person beneath her slowly relaxed.
The temperature gradually escalated, and after several rounds of intense passion, the room was left with lingering romantic hues.
Adam's stamina was surprisingly robust, engaging in the love act over and over again until Elly was too exhausted to even think, finally falling asleep in Adam's arms.
After four years of abstinence, Adam had finally savored his wife's flesh again, his face radiating satiety. Gazing at the woman in his embrace, who was already fast asleep, his eyes overflowed with tenderness.
Looking at her face, he felt both pain and self-reproach, as well as full-faced pity.
He had loved this woman for so many years; from the first moment he saw her crying by the poolside, he experienced the feeling of heartache for the first time.
