Eyes closed, her lashes twitched slightly while she waited to feel his next bold move.
Luck kissed the tip of her nose, then slid his hand along her thigh. He didn't go any further until she looked up at him.
"Will it... hurt?" she asked, her voice soft and unsure.
Luck grew more confused, and his suspicion that she was still a virgin kept growing. Each second made it harder to resist the need to feel her from the inside.
He brushed her hair off her forehead, soft as a feather. "A little, maybe. I'll stop if you want."
She hesitated, but her hands crept up and circled his back, pulling him closer, leg bent around his hip to guide him into the space between her trembling thighs.
Kana was so wet, barely requiring any coaxing. His cock pressed at her opening, and she gasped at the pressure, the way the head just barely parted her.
Luck met her eyes again, seeking the tiniest flicker of no, or even a plea. She didn't blink, just nodded—almost imperceptibly—and he rocked forward.
