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I worked more lube around where we were joined and kept the pace slow.

“Color?”

“Green,” she said breathlessly. “But that doesn’t mean you get to look pleased about it.”

“I’ll work on hiding my disappointment.”

She made a sound suspiciously close to a laugh.

Then her hips shifted backward.

Only an inch, but she’d done it herself.

I tightened my hand on her hip. “Careful.”

“If you keep telling me to be careful, I’m going to start thinking you don’t want me to move.”

“I want you to move. I also want to last long enough to make you come.”

That silenced her.

She pushed back again, and I gave her more.

Slowly, inch by inch, until I was fully inside her.

Christ.

I had expected her to be tight. I hadn’t expected the sensation of being completely buried in her ass to come so close to wiping every coherent thought out of my head.

I flattened my palm over her lower back and made myself stay still.

Isabella breathed beneath me, stretched around my cock and adjusting to a fullness she’d never felt before. After a few seconds, she reached back and covered my hand where it rested on her hip.

“You all right?” I asked.

“I’m trying to decide.”

“Take your time.”

Her fingers tightened over mine as she gave an experimental roll of her hips.

The motion nearly destroyed what was left of my control.

She did it again.

“Isabella.”

“What?”

“You know exactly what.”

A smile crept into her voice. “Maybe I’m catching up.”

That was all I needed.

I drew back carefully and pushed into her again.

She gasped, but the sound had changed. The ache was still there; I could feel her tightening against the parts of the stroke that stretched her most. But when I pushed forward again, she rocked back to meet me.