"I need you inside me," she whispered against my lips. "Please, Gabriel. No more waiting."
I positioned myself at her entrance, the head of my c**k nudging against her wetness. "Are you sure?"
"I've never been more sure of anything."
I pushed inside slowly, savoring every inch, watching her face as I filled her. Her eyes fluttered closed, her mouth falling open on a silent moan. By the time I was fully seated, we were both trembling.
"Look at me," I said roughly. "I want to see your eyes."
She obeyed, and the connection of our gazes as I started to move felt more intimate than anything physical. I set a slow, deep rhythm, pulling almost all the way out before sliding back in, each thrust deliberate and measured.
"Faster," she begged after a minute. "Please, Gabriel, I need—"
"No." I
