Danny pulls back and strips off his sweatpants and boxers. He reaches for his cock and holds it, stroking once. My breath catches, watching him touch himself because of me.
“Is this okay?” he asks, giving himself another rough stroke.
“Yeah.” I’m mesmerized by how firmly he squeezes it, loving how hard he is just from watching me.
Danny grabs the condom and rolls it down his cock, which is now hitting his stomach. “I’m going to make this so good for you.”
“I know, I trust you.”
He crawls back on top of me and props himself up on his hands. Lowering himself slightly, I savor the feeling of his body pressed against mine.
“I love you, Gracie. More than anything.”
“I love you too, Danny.”
And with those affirmations, he starts slowly sliding in. We both gasp. It’s a stretch. Pausing, he waits until I’m used tothe feeling of him. Danny’s face is flushed, his eyes bright with intention. He reaches down and rubs me again with his thumb above where we’re connected, and I start to feel sparks like before. After a few moments, he thrusts deeper, and I wince when I feel a pinch and a sting. Our eyes lock, and the air shifts between us. As I lose myself in his gaze, the soft stretch of pain melts away into something warmer.
“Sorry, Gracie, I don’t think I could’ve totally avoided the pinch.”
“I’m okay. I love being this close to you. I feel so…full.”
Danny freezes and lets out a groan. “Shit. I might come before you have the chance to again.”
“I already came,” I remind him, slightly confused.
He slowly thrusts in and out. “When we’re more used to doing this, I think you might be able to come again when I’m inside you.”
Danny puts his right thumb in his mouth to get it wet and brings it to one of my nipples. He rubs it back and forth, and it feels incredible.
“Doesn’t this feel so right, Gracie? Me inside you like this? Doesn’t it make sense?”
It makes perfect sense.
“You’re doing so good for me. Do you think you can come again?” he asks in a strained voice, intent on making me feel pleasure the whole time. I can tell it’s taking everything in him not to finish.
I shake my head. I feel good, but also oversensitized in a way that’s different from when he touches me with his fingers.
His thrusts get faster until he can’t hold back anymore. “I can’t hold off—I’m going to come. I’m coming.”
I feel a rush of warmth inside me as Danny moans on a twitch. “You were perfect, Gracie. Youareperfect,” he praises, as his chest curves in over me. Completely spent, he angles himselfso some of his body weight falls on me. I sigh happily, relishing the heat of his skin.
We both pause and stare at each other as we process what just happened. He pulls out slowly and collapses next to me. Danny takes off the condom, then ties it off, wraps it in a tissue, and tosses it in the trash can underneath my nightstand. He covers us with a blanket, and we both turn on our sides to face each other.
“I can’t believe?—”
“That was?—”
We dissolve into laughter, because clearly, we’re too high on each other to speak. Danny snakes his arm behind my head and rolls me over so I’m resting on his chest. I hear his heart beating fast, then slower, as I gently stroke his side. My body is a little sore, but in a blissful way. I wouldn’t trade a single ache for anything.
“How are you feeling, Gracie girl?” His voice encompasses me, the tone of it feeling like home.
There are so many ways I could describe how I feel, but right now, one word comes to mind.
“For the first time in my life, I feel kind ofglowy.”
“Well, then you finally feel how I’ve always seen you.” Danny's words are muffled by my hair, but I swear I hear his voice crack.
We relax into each other, happier than we’ve ever been.
