Since it was only the second time they had joined their bodies, Leonor was still worried about the pain she felt before. Yet the more he touched her, the more it felt natural for them to keep going.
Fears of her desire were momentarily forgotten as Desmond used his fingers to get her ready for what he was about to do to her. Her body felt like it was opening to him as her back relaxed and her eyes drifted closed.
Leonor further settled into the position of kneeling inside of a bathtub. Her back arched and Desmond was given a better view of her perfectly curved backside.
There was nothing else to say–no more permission to seek. She verbally told him what she wanted and her body now proved her words.
He directed his head into her drenched core and he eased into her, his teeth clenched and eye shut as he tried adjusting to what he was feeling.
"Relax," he whispered.
