“Laura…” He grunted her name in relief as he fully seated himself inside her tight channel. He saw her wince in pain, but she didn’t complain about it. His breath fanned her face as her chest heaved.
They just stared at each other; both their foreheads beaded with sweat. Laura realized this act expend more energy than gardening. Or any other activity she’d done for that matter.
It was painful as he went deeper, but she endured it. She knew they would have to stop if he thinks she’s hurting. And she doesn’t want to stop. She wants to satisfy him. That seems to be her only goal that night.
She can’t deny, though, that his ministrations brought her much pleasure as well. Pleasure she’d never known before. Pleasure only he had made her feel.
“You okay?” He asked, wanting to make sure th
