The words sting, but she can't bring herself to be ashamed. "I am...and I like it with you." She looks up at him, searching his face for any sign of judgment or disgust. But all she sees is desire, and it emboldens her further. "Please," she whispers, taking his cock in her hand and guiding it toward her entrance.

Her breath catches as he pushes inside, filling her in one swift motion.

Her eyes squeeze shut as he starts moving inside her, her nails digging into his shoulders to keep herself grounded. Her body arches off the bed in response to each thrust, moans and gasps spilling from her lips as she feels him stretching her in ways she never thought possible. It's both painful and exquisite at once, driving her further and further toward the edge of sanity with every stroke.