Swallowing tightly, I nod up at him, my breath hitching again when I feel just the tip of him nudging against me. That, just by itself, feels really good and I let my hips roll upward a little, searching for more, my eyes falling wide when I hear what sort of sound that pulls from Jack's throat.

And then he's finding the right angle and just-- he's going in.

Everything sharpens to a white-hot pain for a second, every muscle in my body going tight as I gasp and hold on. But Jack stills right away, waits as I force myself to relax again, eyes closed as I find my breathing. And then he's moving again, pushing in further bit by bit. It's more intense than anything I've ever felt before, more than I think I ever would have guessed and it's like I'm being split apart and filled so full at the same time.

He's not even in all the way when I suck in a sharp breath, still staring up at him. "Jack," I breathe, barely more than a whisper, my hands still curled tight around his upper arms. "Jack, is it-- oh my God, you're huge."