“I’ll go slow, okay?” he warned. I nodded.
He pressed his tip against me, but my body refused—pushing back.
Even slick, he couldn’t slide right in.
“Fuck—you’re so tight,” he hissed, a flicker of strain.
He pushed again until my body finally yielded to the swollen girth of his tip.
I whimpered, it was overwhelming, but still satisfying.
He pulsed in small strokes until my muscles relaxed. His thumb found my swollen clit, drowning out pain with pleasure.
Another inch. I gasped.
Somehow he felt even bigger than Big Red. My moans turned into long cries.
He stayed shallow at first—head and a couple inches—each slow stroke building tension. He dropped to his forearms; a sea of muscle swallowed me. He sucked my nipples, toying them with his teeth.
When I relaxed, he sank deeper again.
His breath hitched; his voice turned rougher, almost unhinged.
I could tell the deeper he went, the harder it was for him to control himself.
His restraint weakened.
His pace quickened, and even with only a few inches inside, I felt like he was in my stomach.
His thumb skimmed my lips, then pressed into my mouth. “Suck it,” he ordered. “Get it nice and wet for me.”
I obeyed.
He withdrew his thumb coated in my saliva; drops fell on my chest as he kept moving, controlled and relentless.
“Good fucking girl,” he growled. “Are you ready for more?”
“Yesss—please,” I moaned.
His thumb, slick with my spit, teased my other hole, and I flinched at the shock—but it distracted me from the sting as he pushed deeper to the thickest part of his cock.
He thrusted and retreated, methodical, building speed and force.
And he washot.Not just warm—unnaturally so. A fiery pressure ignited in my core.
In and out, he drove me toward surrender until my body finally loosened again.
“Are you ready for more?” he snarled. “Because I can’t hold myself back much longer.”
“Just fucking give it to me,” I cried.
Something predatory sharpened in his expression. His hands gripped my hips—hard.
He drew back and then pushed more of himself into me. My moans turned feral.
He used me like he owned me, hips snapping, hands controlling my body.
Pressure climbed to a new, brutal peak.
