I wrapped my arms around Jack’s back as he started moving in and out really slowly.
He took his time with me, and I was taken aback by the remarkable restraint and patience he exhibited. His tenderness was a revelation, far beyond what I had ever imagined he could show. With every touch, he was careful, ensuring his movements were as gentle as possible, like a soft breeze brushing against my skin. Even when I felt a wave of discomfort wash over me, he remained attuned to my needs, his compassionate demeanor providing a sense of safety in the moment.
He eased his pace at the first hint of pain, the flicker of concern crossing his brow as he reassured me with a soft, steady voice. “I’m not going to hurt you. Not on purpose. You trust me, don’t you?” Jack’s gaze held mine, intense and sear
