“You really think so?”
So she held on, and tried to be relaxed, and then tried not to cry out or jerk at the bite of pain. And then the brief pain was overwhelmed by the newness of the sensations — how much wider he seemed than fingers, and longer, and the way she could feel her body shifting around him. She closed her eyes and the world seemed to revolve in stars for a moment and come back down in different ways when she reopened them.
Isaac kissed her gently, cupping her face and moaning against her lips. The tight heat was absolute bliss and she was going to drive him over the edge before he even moved. He moved to kiss down her neck before starting to pull back out. He managed to get a slow and steady rhythm going before too long and found her lips again. “You feel amazing.”
Summer couldn’t even reply. Every time she thought she had enough mind left to say something, he moved again, and all she could do was moan, or whimper. Her fingers curled into his shoulders, feeling the muscles bunching and shifting under his skin. In the same way that her body lay open to him, she opened her mouth to him.