She was under him now, and god- Malcolm's head swam and he rocked his hips, wanting to crush his lips against hers, to silence her protests. He was hard already, had been from the moment he started towering over her, and the longer he let this go on, the less chance there was he was going to snap out of it before he did something he regretted.
It would be nothing to slip inside her. Oh bliss, just an inch away-