It was easier, now, and weight and gravity pulled them closer together. It did hurt, sharp and shocking, but that was overwhelmed swiftly by the feeling of his hands on her back and the strange pleasure-pain of her body accommodating him. Summer leaned forward, bracing herself either side of his head, and just stared down into his dark eyes, panting a little. She rocked her hips, a little, lifting up and sliding back down, and her pupils blew wide and dark. “Oh, Tony,” she managed to groan.