I did as he asked, breathing deeply.  

His eyes were fixed on mine, watching my every reaction. As he promised, he didn’t move inside me, but he didn’t need to for me to feel the pain. I could feel him so hard inside me, filling me, and my body felt strange with this invasion. I shifted uncomfortably beneath him, and he brought his hands to my face, making me look at him.

“Look at me,” he ordered.

I obeyed, slowly feeling him move his hips in a slow, back-and-forth ...