His finger slid into me and I let out a low whine, mouth falling open and my eyes fluttering shut. Soon, he'd pressed in with two, and I rocked back against him, mouth dry and my cock lurching.

"Now. I'm ready, now,," I said, because I wanted to feel it— the burning stretch of my body making way for his cock, the moment where discomfort always gave way to exquisite pleasure.