Page 26 of Rescued By the Country Gentleman
He was thick and jerking, his seed pouring into her as spasms worked his cock from root to tip. Her nipples were sensitive, and when her braid brushed over one, her back shivered, overwhelmed.
“You’ll take every bit of me,” Erasmus groaned, thrusting up into her with the last of his bounty.
When Amy’s back bowed forward, Erasmus lifted carefully to give her a kiss before turning them so they could lie down while facing each other. He’d withdrawn his shaft, then used his fingers to press his spend inside, as he’d done for months until Amy had fallen pregnant.
“You needn’t do that now that we’ve a baby on the way,” she said drowsily.
He kissed her again. “I want to be close to you, my love. And within you might be as close as close gets.”
She wiggled contentedly and felt her husband in her channel.
“It’s difficult to argue with your logic,” she said. “Is this to be our Christmas tradition? Lovemaking?”
“I should think so,” said Erasmus, pulling her near. “I think so, my love.”
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