Andrew kissed Scarlett deeply, tasting himself on her tongue. His hands cradled her face tenderly as he whispered against her lips,
"I want to be inside you… I want to make love to you."
Scarlett's eyes softened. Despite the lingering blush on her cheeks, she nodded, her voice barely a whisper.
"Come here…"
Andrew positioned himself between her legs once more. He rubbed the head of his cock slowly along her slick folds, coating himself with her wetness. Looking into her eyes with pure affection, he gently pushed forward.
Scarlett gasped softly as he entered her. This time, the stretch was easier, her body was ready and welcoming. Still, she felt full as he slid deeper, inch by inch, until he was completely buried inside her.
"Ahh…" she breathed, her hands clutching his shoulders.
Andrew stayed still for a moment, forehead resting against hers, letting her adjust. He kissed her gently, slow, loving kisses on her lips, her nose, her cheeks.
