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ISABELLA'S POV

Things were tighter than I’d expected.

At my slight wince, he sat upright, his hand softly cradling my face.

“Are you all right?” He whispered.

I opened my eyes to see the genuine concern in his gaze as he searched mine, checking for any sign whatsoever of discomfort.

His consideration touched me and in response, I threw my hands around him resting my face in the crook of his neck as his cock stretched me. I slowly impaled myself onto him, slight whimpers sounding from my throat as my body stretched to accommodate his length and thickness.

He rested his hands gently on my hips, guiding me slowly all the while showering kisses across my face, on my forehead, on my cheeks, nibbling on the tip of my nose, and on my bottom lip to distract me.

It made every inch slide easier and finally, he was lodged solidly inside me. I slammed myself down on him the rest of the way and felt him hit the end of me.

“Ahhh,” I moaned out, throwing my head back as the fullness I craved was fl