Avery was leaning over her, his elbows propping him up as Lyra's clever little fingers were getting him going and guiding him into place. And then it was only a slight push and he was inside her with a groan, kissing the side of her neck as he started thrusting up against her. She felt so good, and maybe he could've started slowly, but after the way she'd kissed him...
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