He brushed my cheeks gently, smiling through his strained breath.“Can you feel me?”
“Yes,” I nodded, breathing hard.
“It’s too big… I can’t,” I cried.
He quickly pulled out, making me gasp.
I tried to press my thighs together as he pushed his forehead against my cheek.
“You are so tight, Suman. I can’t… it’ll hurt you, love,” he groaned deeply, trying to pull away.
I immediately pulled him back, shaking my head.“I need you more,” I begged.
He inhaled sharply through his open mouth, sucked on his lip, and muttered,“Okay… wait. Let me lose my erection.”
I hugged him tightly as he rested over me for a while. My eyes closed as I traced slow patterns across his back.
After some time, he lifted himself and looked into my eyes.
I rose slightly and pressed my lips to his. The tilak on his forehead had smudged with sweat, brushing off against our skin as we moved.
Pulling back, he shifted lower, gripped my thighs, and pressed his lips against my core. I shivered at the sudden contact and squeezed my eyes shut.
I felt his tongue glide up my flesh in a long stroke, then he sucked my skin, wetting it more.
“Come here…” I breathed, pulling him back up.
His lips were red and glistening as I kissed him again, pressing my middle body against him. He immediately pressed me down with his weight, and a rough sound erupted from the back of my throat.
When he caressed my cheek and rested his forehead against mine, I realised he was adjusting himself again, slowly pushing inside me.
I moaned, biting my lip as the stretch returned. But this time, it felt different. It was softer, more manageable.
A small laugh escaped me as he slid a little deeper.
“You’re not hard,” I managed breathlessly.
He smiled, meeting my eyes.“I know,” he murmured.
I smiled back, sucking lightly on my lips until suddenly, I felt him twitch inside me. My skin went numb as the sharp pricking sensation followed.
His smile widened, and my eyes fluttered shut. My head arched back as the pain deepened.
“Oh… yes, love,” he breathed, kissing along my jaw.
I felt him swelling inside me, growing harder, stretching me further. Wetness spilt freely as my body responded without restraint.
It felt unreal.
My fingers tangled in his hair as my breathing broke apart.
Then suddenly, it felt stuck.
“Look at me, love,” he commanded softly, cupping my cheek until I met his gaze.
The moment our eyes locked, the arousal and ache intensified.
“It… it’s hurting at the end,” I stuttered.
