At the moment he buried himself deeply, Cynthia heard Albert sigh softly near her ear, a sound laced with tenderness. Then came the relentless rhythm of his movements, making her dizzy, drawing her irresistibly into his pace.
When he finally reached his peak, he didn't pull away as usual. Instead, he released himself inside her, filling her entirely. Outraged, she grabbed his sweat-drenched back, her voice sharp.
"Albert Wilson, why did you do it inside! I could get pregnant!"
She wasn't naïve. After their first time together, she'd meticulously researched every method of contraception. He had always taken precautions before—either pulling out or using protection. But this time, he'd ignored all of that. Didn't he understand the toll that emergency measures could take on a woman's body?
His expression was one of contentment as he looked at her with half-closed eyes.
