Elina’s POV

“Wait? What’s wrong?” Ryan asked, his grip on me still tight. It was clear that he wanted me, but I was hesitant.

“That,” I said, pointing.

He looked down at his cock, then back at me. “What’s wrong with it?” he asked.

I blinked at him. How could he not see the issue? “That monstrosity isn’t going to fit in me, it’s probably going to rip me in half!”

I saw a faint smile on his lips, and he sighed. I looked away ...