Linda lay against Damian's chest, still trembling, her body flooded with a pleasure she had never imagined possible. Every nerve felt alive. The deep, stretching fullness of him, the heat of his release still pulsing inside her, the way her walls continued to flutter around his thick cock that remained buried in her. It all left her breathless and strangely greedy for more.
She had expected pain and probably a horrible first time. Instead she had been opened carefully, kissed through every new sensation, and filled until she could no longer think of anything except the man beneath her.
A soft, almost shy smile curved her lips.
She shifted, turning carefully so that she faced him. Their faces were close enough that her breath mixed with his. Cum leaked from her in a warm trickle as she moved, sliding down the shaft still lodged inside her.
"Can we… go again?" she asked, voice quiet but clear.
