Sex

When I opened my eyes we were in bed. "Hmm." My fingers stroked his cheekbones. They were red and hot. "What?" 'Can I still fuck you?' he asked, sucking at the base of my throat. "Please?" He blew hot air into my eardrums, and teased me in such a way that I could not refuse him. I nodded in agreement and reached for his cock, taking it in my fist. He is big. He's a lot bigger than I thought he was. I became loose, but not loose enough. Nor do I know why my body is so tight to-night. "Ah." It did not hurt much, but it was almost too much. Absolutely not easy. And yet the sensation, the feeling of his pushing against every part of me, contained longing. "You're too big." He buried himself in my neck and groaned. His whole frame quivered with nervousness. "You can take it." "I can," I told him, in a hoarse voice. I looked at him. His eyes were closed, the orange-yellow fire reflected in his skin, and his jaw was set. "What if it's too much?" Devon lowered his lips to my ear. "Then." He p