As the c****x subsides, I whisper breathlessly, "I'm sorry… I didn't mean to. I should have waited, or asked.”
My voice trembles with the remnants of pleasure, cheeks burning hotter under his gaze.
He smoothes my hair back from my flushed cheeks, his touch tender now, and leans down to kiss me deeply, his lips claiming mine with a slow intensity that makes my heart ache.
"It's okay,” he murmurs against my mouth, his breath warm and steady. "I loved it, watching you lose control like that." A faint smile curves his lips as he adds, "But now it's my turn."
He shifts his hips without warning, driving his c**k into me in one deep, forceful thrust that buries him to the hilt.
I cry out sharply, the sudden stretch and fullness tearing another gasp from my throat as my walls clench around hi
