When two fingers slid inside her, she moaned softly. His thumb found her clit as his fingers explored her inner passage. She leaned back against his big body, helpless against the onslaught of pleasure. Afraid her knees would buckle and she’d crumple to the floor.

“Turn around,” he murmured in her ear.

She obeyed, rotating within his arms until she faced him. The heat in his dark brown eyes took her breath away. He slid his hand under her knee and lifted, easing her back until her ass perched on the back of the couch.

When she felt his blunt tip brush her sensitive flesh, she held her breath.

“I’m going to enter you now. My cock is going to slide deep inside you.”

She just stared at him, her eyes wide, and nodded.

“Do you want that?” he asked.

“Oh, yes, please.” The need in her voice shocked her, and brought a smile to his face.

“Good.”

Then the pressure of his cockhead against her opening increased. Her soft flesh resisted at first, then as he pushed forward, it opened, gliding around him, welcoming him inside. The feel of his shaft gliding into her, the thickness opening her wide, sent a thrill through her.

This was Adam. His big body possessing hers. As she’d dreamed of for so long.

She moaned as he pushed deeper, stroking her aching passage with every inch. Driving her need higher.

“Do you like that, Ash?”

“Oh, God, yes. I love you inside me.”

He laughed out loud, the rumbling in his chest vibrating through her. His cock still filling her. She squeezed him and he groaned, then surged the rest of the way in.

He held her tight to him, their bodies joined, and they both sucked in air.

“Fuck, I can’t believe I’m finally inside you. You’re so soft and warm around me.”

“And you are so hard and thick.”

He tipped her head up and covered her mouth with his. It was a gentle kiss, but then his tongue pulsed into her mouth and she suckled it, trying to pull it deeper.

His cock twitched inside her and he tore his mouth away.

“Fuck, Ash, you’re going to end this too soon.” He stroked her cheek, his gaze solemn. “I want this to be perfect. For both of us.”

She gazed into his gleaming eyes. “It is perfect.”

He smiled. “No, I’ll show you perfect.”

He drew back, his hard cock stroking her on its journey out, then just as it seemed he would drop from her body, he surged forward again.

She clung to him. “Oh, yes.”

Then he drew back and glided deep again.

Pleasure washed through her, rippling along her nerve endings.

He drew her knee higher and pulsed into her again. She quivered at the feel of his iron-hard flesh filling her.

He filled her again. And again. His strokes became thrusts and she moaned at the building bliss.