His c**k slid in slowly, stretching her open, inch by inch. Isabel gasped, her nails sinking into his shoulders, thighs clenching tighter around his waist. Her eyes fluttered shut, but the sound that left her mouth was desperate and raw.
“Look at me,” Isaac muttered, lips brushing hers.
She forced her eyes open, chest rising fast. “Don’t stop.”
His jaw clenched. He pushed the rest of the way in, burying himself deep. Her body arched up against his, her breath catching with the sharp, stinging fullness that spread through her.
“f**k, Isabel,” he whispered, gripping her hip with one hand while the other braced by her head.
She didn’t speak. She couldn’t. Her mouth parted around a moan that never fully came out, just shaky breaths and her legs trembling around him.
He stayed there for a
