Kara focused on his words, on the sound of his voice—it was the only thing keeping her from screaming out. He was so gentle, so much more caring than she'd ever imagined he could be. He waited until she nodded before pushing in the rest of the way, filling her completely.
Her eyes watered, but she didn’t look away from his reflection in the mirror. She watched as his face contorted with pleasure, his eyes squeezed shut tightly. When he was fully seated inside her, he took a moment to breathe, his chest rising and falling with the effort.
“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice gruff with concern.
“Y-yes,” she gasped, feeling the burn slowly morph into a strange, full ache.
He leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin. “Ready for more?”
Kara nodded
