He pushes hard and I feel pain.
Sharp and sudden – the stretch of something too big forcing into something too small. I gasp, grip the edges of the table, feel my hymen give way as Jacob sinks deeper.
Then – fullness.
Oh god. Oh god.
He slides in inch by inch, and I feel every single one. Feel my body opening for him, making room, accepting him into a space that’s been empty my whole life.
"Fuck.” His voice is strained as he enters fully. “You’re incredible. So tight. So wet.”
He starts to move.
The pain fades almost immediately, replaced by a pressure that builds with every stroke. He’s hitting something inside me – some spot that sends sparks up my spine – and I’m moaning, clutching at him, trying to pull him deeper.
“Harder,” I gasp. “Please – harder – ”
He gives me harder.
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