She wiggles for me, and I know it's to tease me.
"Me neither," she admits. "But I want you to fill me up. Everywhere. I want you to claim me, Keelan."
She doesn't have to say it again for me to grab the bottle and pop it open.
"Bend forward," I instruct her.
She does as I ask. And before I coat her with lube, I rub from her clit down to that tiny star-shaped hole and spread her own juices there. She bucks forward at the contact.
"You'll need to relax," I tell her, running a hand down her back.
"Ok," she breathes out.
"Deep breaths, baby." I watch as her back rises and falls slower and slower with each breath.
"That's my girl. You're doing so good," I praise her. "You're going to take my cock so well."
When I see that her breathing is slowed, I pour some lube onto her behind and rub small circles over the hole, massaging softly.
"Maybe," she says below me. "Maybe we should play some music," she suggests.
"Music… yeah, that's a good idea."
She reaches for the remote and sets it to a smooth jazz channel, and then relaxes back into position. "Is that better?"
She breathes out a yes.
"Good. I'm going to start with a finger, okay, baby? If it's too much, tell me, and I'll stop. I won't hurt you, do you understand?"
"Yes," she repeats as I start working her again.
I'm rubbing her back with one hand and teasing her entrance with the other, slowly inserting a finger as she breathes and takes me in.
"How does that feel?"
She swallows hard. "It's different," she admits. "But, it feels good."
"Okay," I say, slowly pulling back before inserting again.
"You're doing so good breathing, baby, stay with me. Keep breathing."
She does. And when she gets to the point that she's bucking into my thrusts, I add more lube and a second finger.
I'm hard just watching her take me. And I'm suddenly very eager to feel her around my cock.
I bend down and give her a little bite on one of her cheeks, and she squeals in excitement.
"More, Rina?"
She nods and breathes out, "More."
So I retract my fingers from her and add more lube to myself and to her before lining myself up at her entrance. I hold both her hips and slowly, ever so slowly, push into her.
She hisses under me, so I stop.
"No," she says. "Keep going."
"Okay."