Whether it’s the position or the end of my Heat, taking him inside me is difficult again. Koen does nothing to help and stares, swallowing encouraging noises, fascinated by the way I have to stop and restart in increments. He’s too thick. Then there’s a sudden, wet give within me, and he’s not. His nostrils flare, and his fingers twitch in the sheets. It’s not until I have him right at the hilt, our hips flush, that I get rewarded with a pass of his thumb on my clit.
