The pressure inside her was incredible; unlike anything she'd ever experienced before, so overwhelming that she could hardly bear it.
Her walls stretched tight, pulsating around Alex, gripping him so strongly that he actually flinched from the sensation. The way he twitched and pulsed inside her in response drew a strangled moan from her throat, that bubbled up along Lyov's length.
Alex slowly, hesitantly, started rocking his hips into hers, his hands grabbing at her hips. He'd pull away slightly and then push in further. In, and back. Slowly increasing the depth.
Phoenix's thrust was almost painfully slow, agonizing, drawing out each moment until she could feel every tiny detail, every minute movement, every twitch of every single one of his muscles.