He could do that, but he didn't want to hurt her. Being bold was one thing. Pain was another. It was good, or could be, if you did it right. He'd learned that much with Clair.
Jeff moved one hand to play with her clitoris for a moment, wanting to give her a breath to get used to it, maybe even making her wetter so she wasn't too sore. He kissed her throat as he did so.
Then he gave her what she wanted.
Gripping her hips, he started to thrust, hard and fast.
God, I find her just as she's about to get married?