,"Mmm..." With a soft moan, Titus Zane's body tensed up, biting his lower lip incredulously as he gazed at the man.
"Be good, relax, feel me..." His words entered her ears like a gentle breeze; although he was already on the verge of restraint, Nathan Moore didn't dare to thrust in carelessly.
As kisses lingered on the brows and corners of the lips, Nathan Moore soothingly watched Titus Zane's reactions while gradually replacing his fingers with his member only when he saw she wasn't so resistant.
"Ah..." Another cry of alarm rose, Titus Zane widened her eyes, "Nathan Moore, I'm nervous!"
The handsome face before her had furrowed brows, both pleasure and pain evident, enjoying the tight embrace, his warm lips against her ear, soothing her gently while speaking softly, "Don't be afraid, I won't move,"
Nathan Moore then really stayed still, feeling her warmth, he closed his eyes and continued to soothe her gently.
