"It hurts," she whimpered, her fingers digging into the sheets, her walls resisting at first, clamping down instinctively.
But Lor paused, one hand rubbing soothing circles on her back, the other reaching around to tease her clit with gentle strokes, easing her open.
"Breathe," he murmured, his own body taut with restraint, the velvet heat of her entrance teasing him mercilessly.
Inch by inch, he pushed deeper, feeling her tightness envelop him like a vice, the friction exquisite, sending jolts of pleasure up his spine.
Eva's breath hitched, the initial sting fading into a deep, fulfilling ache as her body adjusted, her walls fluttering around him.
"Oh gods... it's so full," she moaned, her voice breaking as pleasure overtook the discomfort, her hips shifting back tentatively to take more.
Lor thrust slowly at first, savoring the way she gripped him, each movement drawing a soft cry from her lips.
