"You like that, baby?" I say, and her breath hitches.
Using my fingers, I take her up and up and up. Until she's clutching me and digging her fingers into my shoulder. Her eyes are slits, but she's looking at me, her lips parted as she pants.
"So beautiful," I murmur.
"Cole, Cole," she chants.
"Annie," I say. "Watch."
Her gaze slides down to where my fingers are and where my cock is positioned.
"Watch," I say, and slowly, very, very slowly, I begin to press into her. "Watch me fill you."
Her eyes are locked on where we're joined, and I push into her gently. The wide head of my cock meets resistance, so I stop and reach down, pressing her clit again.
She gasps, and her pussy softens, her muscles relaxing, allowing me to slide the tip into her.
"Yes," she groans, and her eyes drift closed.
"Watch," I order, and she opens them again.
"Watch," I repeat. "Watch my cock stretch your tight, little pussy."
Her lips part, and her eyes are locked on us.
Slowly, slowly, I push into her.
"Look at you, taking me so well," I whisper, and a whimper escapes her.
She's so damn wet that I'm sliding into her with almost no resistance, but still, I take my time and wait for her to adjust.
"You feel so fucking good," I groan, and she shudders.
I'm a little over halfway inside of her, and she's breathing hard.
"You okay?"
She nods and then gasps.
"Oh!" she cries.
"What's wrong?" I say immediately, pulling back.
"No," she whines. "Don't. Please, Cole."
She tries to pull me back, and her pussy clenches down on the tip of my cock.
"Are you hurting?"
"It's tight," she pants.
"Yes," I say, stroking her face. "I'm going to fill you, Annie. But I need to know if it hurts."
"A little," she admits, biting her lip. "But it's good."
"Just a little?"
"Yes."