IRIS
My lips part as my breath leaves my body in a gasp, the sounds raw and ragged.
My eyes flutter as my fingers curl around the mattress, bunching up the fabric in a desperate attempt to still hold onto some semblance of self control.
I can’t help but whimper, my thoughts slowing down to a pause as I struggle to keep up with the sensations that are thrumming through my body.
I can’t think, and I sure as hell can barely speak.
But god, I can feel. I can feel Darian deeper than I have ever felt anyone, anything before, and I can almost swear that he is far deeper than my body should be able to take.
The second he slipped into me, I could feel the way my walls stretched in a desperate attempt to accommodate his length. There was a slight burn to the intrusion, and my legs tremble
