“You were busy raising your wonderful daughter.”

“You don’t have to sugarcoat it. My sister has been telling me for years that I needed to get back in the saddle.”

“If this is too much too soon—”

She laughed. “It’s definitely too much.” To make her point, she wrapped her hand around his cock and stroked him until he feared this would be over before it started. “And it’s also long overdue.”

“If you want to wait, we can.”

“I don’t want to wait.” She moved onto her back and urged him to come with her.

Propped on his elbows, he gazed down at her as she looked up at him. He felt the punch of their connection deep inside, making him ache for her in a way he never had for anyone else.

She wrapped her arms and legs around him, opening herself to him in every possible way.

He rocked against her, his cock sliding through the slickness between her legs and making her gasp every time the head nudged against her clit. Waiting until he was sure she was ready, he reached down to take himself in hand to enter her in the smallest possible increments.

The fit was impossibly tight, and he had to remind himself to keep breathing as he worked his way into her.

She clung to him, her fingers digging into the dense muscles on his back and her body arching into each stroke.

“Talk to me,” he said, kissing her neck and then her lips. “Tell me how it feels.”

“Big.”

He nearly lost his composure when he laughed. “Is that right?”

“So big.” Then she groaned because her commentary only made him harder than he already was.

“For me, the key words are tight and hot,” he whispered against her ear, making her shudder from the heat of his breath. Bending his head, he drew her nipple into his mouth, sucking and tugging as she squirmed beneath him. He sent a hand down the front of her, teased her clit with his fingers and pressed the rest of the way into her tight channel. Christ have mercy, this was already the hottest sex of his life, and they were only getting started.

Every stroke of his fingers had her internal muscles gripping him so tightly, he had to fight the need to come the entire time he was inside her. He withdrew as slowly as he’d gone in and sank back into her.

“Do it again,” she said, her eyes closed and her lips parted.

He did it again and again, picking up the pace when he was sure she could handle more, and continued to stroke her clit. His muscles burned from the effort to hold off and wait for her, but she made it well worth the wait when she exploded, holding on to him for dear life as her entire body shuddered and trembled.