Warning! Mature content.
Eloise felt as though Damien's length inside her made it impossible to breathe. He had knocked the air clean out of her and remained perfectly still, as though nothing was wrong at all.
Eloise grew more comfortable with their position, and while some pain lingered, the discomfort was nothing compared to what it had been at the start.
It was no wonder that ladies were warned to wait for the right man. Eloise couldn't fathom enduring this for just any man.
"You should move," Eloise said, her voice low, but Damien heard it.
Damien welcomed the permission to move. Eloise was tight around him, and staying still for much longer was becoming almost unbearable.
Damien drew back slowly, leaving only the tip of himself inside her before pressing back in with the same gentle care.
Eloise's body shifted back slightly with each slow entrance. He moved so slowly that she felt every inch of him.
Damien's hair had fallen forward, half-covering his eyes.
