“I don’t think—it’s too much—I—” I cut her off with a kiss and lift my hips, nearly bottoming out in her. “You can. We’re going to make it fit. You know why, pretty girl?” “Why?” she whispers, and her eyes meet mine. She looks just as wrecked as I feel, and I swear my dick twitches inside of her at the sight. “Why, Dallas?”
