"Never tried to be," Jae shot back, his tone light but heavy with hunger. He knelt between her thighs again, pulling her toward him until her legs draped over his, her core slick and open against the head of his erection.
He didn't push in yet, instead rubbing himself along her folds, slow and deliberate, letting her feel his heat, his hardness. She moaned softly, her hands reaching for his chest, fingers splaying across his skin, tracing the lines of muscle there.
"Jae," she said, her voice a mix of question and command, her hips tilting up to meet him. He leaned down, kissing her hard, messy, all teeth and tongue, a clash of want, before guiding himself to her entrance.
He pressed in slowly, just the tip at first, stretching her gently. Her breath hitched, her nails digging into his shoulders, leaving faint crescent marks. "More," she whispered, her voice trembling with need.
