I honestly can't believe how much of him there is. He starts moving again, sliding in deeper bit by bit and it's a wonder I'm not splitting in right in two. I'm still struggling to catch my breath when he stops and I can feel his his pelvis flush against my bottom and I know he's all the way in, that he's filling me up.

"Oh my God," I breath, shaking a little and so, so grateful when he leans down to press a shaky kiss to my lips. It's a nice distraction and I curl one trembling leg tighter around his waist as I wait for everything to adjust.

The kiss is sort of sloppy, sort of shaky, but it helps relax everything and I smooth my hands higher over his shoulders. "God, you feel... Jack." There are no words to describe how good it is, how full I am. The pain is easing little by little as I suck in breath after breath and finally manage a, "Please... please start moving."