With his caution and trying to be tender, it took longer than normal. But finally, he filled me, and I bit my lip, moaning from the feeling. One of his arms was nestled under my neck, his hand on my breast, while the other gripped my hip as he pumped slowly in and out of me.

"Is this okay?" he asked. "Does your head hurt? Anything?"

"No. It's fine. This feels good."

And it did. It felt great. Yet... something was off.

I tried to twist around enough to kiss him, but it wasn't the easiest task. ...