“Okay?” I ask, holding where I am because she’s still so tight, I want to give her a chance to adjust. She nods, lips parted, cheeks flushed. “Baby, you feel so fucking good.” I can feel everything. Each flutter and clingy grasp of her body around me. All that slick, snug heat. I can feel her heartbeat. Or maybe it’s mine. The only thing I can’t feel is where I end and she begins.
