His cock pressed hot and heavy against her soaked entrance, the thick head nudging between her glistening folds. Her body parted slightly around him, soft and slick, as if trying to draw him inside on its own. Yet Max did not push forward. Not yet. He took his time, savoring the moment, savoring her. He dragged the swollen head slowly along her slit, coating himself in her arousal while the blunt tip brushed over her sensitive clit again and again.
He had learned from his past. He was no longer the inexperienced man he once had been. He understood the importance of patience, of making her body beg for him before giving her what she wanted. Even with how wet she had become, he could still feel how incredibly tight she was. Her body needed to be opened slowly, carefully, if he wanted her to take all of him without pain.
