Giving her time to adjust.I felt every inch of it.
Her breath caught, her hands gripping my shoulders as she relaxed, and her body pulled me in deeper without meaning to.“God—” she gasped.
“Easy,” I murmured, pressing a kiss to her lips.“I got you.”
I stayed there for a second.
Letting her feel it and lettingmefeel it.
Because this?This wasn’t just sex.
This was something else.Something I wasn’t walking away from.
Then I moved.
Slow at first and measured.
Every thrust deliberate, every movement pulling more from her, more from me, until that tight control I’d been holding onto started to slip.
Her legs tightened around me, pulling me closer.“Swift… don’t—don’t go slow,” she breathed.
I huffed out a rough laugh.“Careful what you ask for, sugar.”
Then I gave her what she wanted.
Faster.
Harder.
My hand came back between us, finding her clit again, pushing her higher, closer, faster than she could keep up with.
Her head fell back, her voice breaking on my name as she held onto me like I was the only thing keeping her grounded.
“Swift!Swift!”
“Yeah, babe,” I groaned, losing that last bit of control.“Right there—”
Her body tightened, shook, and then she broke.
My name falling from her lips as everything in her gave way.
That was all it took.I followed her over the edge, pulling her against me, holding her there as everything snapped tight and then let go.
For a second, neither of us moved.
Just breathing.Just… there.
Her arms wrapped around me, her body soft against mine now, and her breath still uneven.“That was…” she started.
“Yeah,” I muttered, pressing my forehead to hers.
No better word.
Just—yeah.
I ran my hand up her back slowly, bringing both of us down.“You okay?”I asked.
She laughed softly, still catching her breath.“That was amazing.”
