Martin held himself above Cassandra. "Take all the time you need."
Katherine traced the curve beneath Cassandra's breast. "You look surprised."
"I am surprised I managed it."
She shifted her hips experimentally. The movement drew a rough groan from Martin, and Cassandra's attention sharpened at the sound. She tried the motion again, this time deliberately feeling the way his cock dragged against her inner walls.
"Now you can move," she said. "Start shallow."
Martin withdrew only a little before pressing forward. Cassandra inhaled sharply, but she did not ask him to stop. He repeated the careful stroke, giving her body time to accommodate him while she studied the sensation.
"A little deeper this time."
He drew halfway out and eased back inside. Cassandra's breasts rose with a sudden breath, and her thighs trembled around his hips before opening farther.
