She smiled. “I’m okay. You take some getting used to, is all.” Her legs tightened and she lifted up again, the slide all silky grip that had him panting and her sighing. “Worth it. So worth it.” She pumped herself a couple of times on only the head of him.

His neck went loose. “Please. Oh God.” Then he realized what he’d said and swallowed, his fists gripping the bench at his sides. “No. Slow is perfect, sweet girl. You take all the time you need.”

“You want it faster?” Her eyes flared, all green challenge. This time, when she sank back down, she took him all. He couldn’t even think through the crazy tight grip of her. All around his cock, molding to his every ripple even as he pulsed and swelled impossibly harder.

He dug all ten fingers into the bench. Before he had a chance to get himself under control, Andra lifted up and slid back down, each pass wetter, hotter than the last.

He was going to come. No. No, that could not happen. Not yet. He gritted his teeth, but then she bounced on his dick, three fast little jerks, and he almost lost it again.

“LJ?”

A pang twisted in his chest when he found frustration straining her face.

“I can’t—I want . . . I don’t think I’m doing it right.”

“You’re doing it way too right,” he muttered, but he pried his hands off the bench with a creak of overused knuckles and took her hands. “Hold on up here, okay?” He brought them up to the supports where the bench press bar used to rest. This stretched her out, her breasts teasing just above him, her arms spread sensually wide. He took her by her tiny waist and lifted her, sliding his dick ever so slowly out until only two inches were left inside. “Lock your arms and brace yourself right there, okay? You doing all right?”

She stared down at him, her eyes running over his body and catching on his face. “You’re beautiful,” she said. “God, you’re so beautiful.” Her inner muscles clenched along with her words, tugging at the head of his cock.

Yes and yes and more yes. He loved the way she was looking at him, that they were sharing this moment and she looked every bit as happy about it as he was.

He rolled his abs torturously slow. Starting all the way at the top and running all the way down to the bottom as he stroked the full length of himself into her. Slow at first, so he could blur the edges of both their thoughts with the sweet slide of it. She was starting to relax, her walls stretching to let him farther inside even as she gripped him, begging for more with tiny little squeezes that tormented his swollen dick.