I couldn't keep my emotions in check. As he continued to slide in, I surrendered to the sensation and dug the edge of my teeth into his index finger knuckle. Anything to take my mind off the strong yet unfamiliar feeling I couldn't decide whether I enjoyed.
Carl made no indication that my gentle bite was uncomfortable for him. His cautious, soft motions shattered my mind into a million pieces. As his unnaturally sluggish pace continued, though, the feeling started to change. I allowed myself to become more receptive to his invasion, and in doing so, I had a little taste of the pleasure he had promised.
Though it shouldn't have, I found myself enjoying the experience. He made low, contented noises. There were little gasps and murmurs of contentment, and my body trembled in return. It had
