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She straddles my hips while I grip my cock, holding steady. My free hand fits into the curve of her waist. “Up.” I guide her slowly.

She shifts and moves her hips, slowly lowering herself.

“There you go.”

Her breath hitches as the tip grazes her entrance.

I flick my gaze to her eyes. “Still okay?”

She nods once.

“Touch me,” I rasp, barely hanging onto control. “Put me inside you.”

She raises again, reaching for and finally grabbing my cock.

“That’s it,” I encourage.

Time unravels so gradually as she slides down, my brain’s dangerously close to melting into a puddle. Inch by torturous inch, she takes me. My body’s dying to slam up into her, but I’m also determined to enjoy every second of our first time together.

She’s squeezing me tighter than fucking tight. So fucking amazing with no barrier.

“Fuck,” I breathe out. “That’s it, baby.”

She whimpers but keeps easing down, then rises up a fraction. “Ohhh.”

The way her body clamps around me sends heat shooting across my body. She slides down again. And again, repeating the same experimental motions. Testing what feels good. Pausing and frowning when it’s too much. Oh, fuck, I want to watch every second. But with every slick squeeze and flutter, I’m flirting with coming. I’m trying so damn hard to hold back for her.

“Griff?”

“Yeah, Muffin?”

“Am I hurting you?”

“God, no.” My voice grinds like tires on gravel. “You feel like heaven.”

She takes more of me until I’m finally buried to the hilt. I take a chance and open my eyes, finding a curious expression on her face.

My fingers brush her cheek. “You okay?”

“I think so.” She wiggles.

I grit my teeth and count back from five.

“It hurts a little…” She rolls her hips. “But also feels good.”

“Take your time.”

She presses her palms against my chest and raises her hips. “Like this?”

“Yeah. Just like that.” I cup her breasts, squeezing and gently pinching her nipples. She sucks in a sharp breath. “Do you like that?”

“More please,” she begs.

I roll and pinch her nipples while she raises and lowers herself again.

And again.

I slide my hands down her sides and curl my fingers around her hips, guiding her movements, urging her to go faster. “Still feel good?”

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