Her anticipation heightened, and she beckoned to him, imploring him to guide her back into that realm of pleasure once more.
Her subtle and soft moans drove him over the edge. He lifted her legs up, tilting her essence to his shaft, and he pushed into her in one swift move even though she wasn't very wet. He didn't prepare her well enough to receive him.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I really need to be inside you right now," he rasped.
He didn't move, he remained encapsulated deep inside her. Moving in and out might hurt her, and make her sore, instead, he rolled his hips against her and pinched her n****e, allowing her some time to secrete enough juice to lubricate the friction.
Sharon felt like his length was resting at the deepest she had ever felt a man. It felt so perfect, being join
