I yanked off my pants, my cock springing free, throbbing so hard it hurt, precum dripping from the tip. Delilah's eyes widened, and she leaned in shyly, her trembling fingers brushing my dick. It pulsed under her touch, twitching, eager.
"S-so hard…" she muttered, her voice barely a whisper, her fingers wrapping around me, hesitant but curious, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
I rubbed my cock against her belly, smearing precum across her soft skin, marking her. "Because of you, Delilah. You did this to me."
She gulped, her breath hitching, then spread her legs wide, one arm covering her face, hiding her shyness, her cheeks burning deeper red. I grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head with one hand, my body hovering over hers on the bed.
"No," I said, my voice firm but soft. "I want to see your face when I enter you. I want to see all of you."
