“Good. Take a deep breath for me, Abbi.” I do, and he angles his hand, pushing his fingers in. I wince with the sudden pinch. It’s not unbearable, but it’s certainly uncomfortable. It finally dawns on me what Henry did. “You’ll thank me for doing that now instead of later.” He stills his hand as my body adjusts to having two fingers inside me, but his thumb keeps working small circles around my clit, rubbing with the perfect amount of pressure.
