She sat down.
All at once, taking him fully, her thighs settling on either side of his hips. Her mouth opened slightly, but no sound came out for a moment. Just her breathing, sharp and uneven as her body adjusted to the fullness.
Then she exhaled slowly.
"Hh... oh..."
Quiet. Almost a whisper. Her eyes closed, her head tilting back slightly as she felt every inch of him inside her.
Liam's hands moved to her hips, steadying her, his fingers pressing into the soft curve of her waist.
Diana stayed still for a moment. Eyes closed. Head tilted slightly back. The silver-white hair falling past her shoulders, catching the morning light from the window.
Then she started moving.
Slow at first. Rolling her hips forward, then back, finding the rhythm. Her hands braced on his chest, palms flat against his skin, using him for balance.
'God. He's so deep. He's hitting everything.'
