"I know," he said, his voice soft now, reassuring. "I got you, love. I'ma take care of you. Just trust me."
I nodded, even though my heart was racing.
He lined himself up with my entrance, the head of his dick pressing against my pussy, and I tensed.
"Relax," he murmured, his hand sliding up my thigh. "Breathe for me."
I took a deep breath, trying to relax my body, and he pushed in slowly. Just the tip.
"Fuck," I hissed, my hands gripping his arms.
"You good?" he asked, pausing.
"Yeah," I lied, even though it hurt like hell. The cucumber couldn't compare to this.
He pushed in a little more, and I gasped, my nails digging into his skin.
"Sia, look at me," he said, his voice firm.
I opened my eyes, meeting his gaze.
"You got this," he said. "I know it hurts, but you got this. Just breathe."
I nodded, taking another deep breath, and he pushed in further. Inch by inch, he filled me, stretching me in a way I'd never been stretched before.
"Oh my god," I whimpered, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes.
"I know, baby, I know," he murmured, his hand cupping my face. "You doin' so good. Just a little more."
He pushed in deeper, and I cried out, my body trembling.
"Dose, I can't?—"
"Yes you can," he said, his voice steady. "You takin' it so good, love. Just a little more."
Finally, after what felt like forever, he was all the way in. All ten inches. I could feel him in my stomach, stretching me, filling me completely.
"Fuck," I breathed, my chest heaving.
"You good?" he asked, his forehead resting against mine.
"Yeah," I whispered, even though I wasn't sure.
He started to move, slow and steady, pulling out almost all the way before pushing back in. The pain was still there, but it was starting to fade, replaced by something else. Something that felt good. Really good.
"That's it," he murmured, his lips brushing against mine. "You feel so fuckin' good, Sia."
I moaned, my hips starting to move with his, meeting his thrusts. The pain was gone now, replaced by pure pleasure. He was hitting spots inside me I didn't even know existed, and I was losing my mind.
"Dose," I gasped, my nails raking down his back.
"I got you," he said, his pace picking up. "I got you, love."
He fucked me slow, deep and steady, pulling out almost all the way before pushing back in. Each stroke was deliberate, measured, letting me feel every inch of him. His dick stretching me with every thrust, and I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge.
"Oh my god," I whimpered, my legs trembling. "Dose, I can't?—"
"Yes you can," he said, his voice steady. "You takin' it so good, love. Look at how your pussy swallowing my dick."
