“Tell me if anything hurts.”
“I will.”
“And if you want me to stop.”
“I will.”
“Look at me.”
She does.
I kiss her slowly while my hand moves between us, touching her again until the tension leaves her body and she opens beneath me.
Only then do I settle between her thighs and position myself at her entrance.
I push in carefully.
Her body tightens around me at once.
I stop.
“Kaia?”
“It hurts a little.”
I do not move.
Her hands close around my shoulders.
“Give me a second.”
I wait, every muscle in my body straining with the effort to stay still.
Then she exhales and shifts beneath me.
“Okay.”
“You sure?”
“Yes.”
I move again, slowly enough to feel every inch as her body adjusts around me. When I am finally fully inside her, the sensation nearly destroys me.
She is hot and impossibly tight around my cock, her eyes fixed on mine.
I lower my forehead to hers.
“Fuck.”
Her lips curve faintly.
“Very romantic.”
A laugh catches in my chest.
I kiss her.
Then I start to move, keeping each stroke controlled while I watch her face for the slightest sign of pain.
