Riley looked at her with a quiet intensity.
His thumb brushed gently against her cheek, and he kissed her again, slowly, lovingly.
This moment wasn't just about lust—it was a culmination of years of unspoken longing, of dreams and desires hidden behind shy glances and quiet thoughts.
"I've delayed this for so long," he murmured against her lips.
Eve only nodded, unable to speak as her emotions welled up inside her.
Riley shifted slightly, positioning himself at her entrance.
The head of his thick cock pressed against her slick folds, parting them gently.
Eve gasped at the sensation—he was warm, heavy, and real.
Her body reacted instinctively, hips shifting to meet him, heart pounding louder with every passing second.
"Relax for me," Riley whispered, his voice low and reassuring.
He kissed her neck, her collarbone, the space between her breasts, as if to soothe her nerves and remind her that she wasn't alone.
With a slow, careful push, Riley began to slide inside.
