I clipped, my voice hoarse. Flustered, she scrambled to her hands and knees. She was still somewhat in a needy trance after I had denied her the orgasm she had been so desperately chasing. I didn’t want to look at Julianna when I was fucking her, didn’t want to look in the eyes that haunted me. I was merely doing my husbandly duty. There would be no pleasure from this. Not for her. Not for me. Our intimacy started and ended with this. A simple fuck. Once she was on her knees on the edge of the bed, and against my own accord, I took a single second to appreciate the elegant curve of her back
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