Betty’s POV

His lips sealed mine as he pushed in inch by inch. He knew how much it would hurt but going slow didn’t help. God it burned; the pain was more than I imagined. We were both in pain from how tight I was, dragging him in, and it didn’t stop him.

My barely wet walls were stretched thin by his throbbing monster. He groaned, his nails dug into my waist as my walls squeezed the life out of him. His breath grew heavy.

I wanted to scream but the sound stayed trapped against his ...