Had she voiced her insecurities, Ethan would have rushed to reassure her. They had only been together a short time, but he knew he would never decide that she wasn't what he wanted. He loved her, after all, and that was never going to change.
Their bodies rolled together again and again. He wanted nothing more than to sink into her depths, but he forced himself to hold off. He didn't want to rush this. The remainder of their clothing was removed during this time, and when she was finally naked, he paused to look her over.
"So very beautiful, baby," he murmured as he brought his lips back to hers. "So very sexy."
Sometime later, he pulled out of the embrace and reached for the shorts he'd been wearing. His wallet was still tucked into the pocket, and it only took him a moment to retrieve one of the condoms he kept there. After rolling it onto his erection, he held himself over her and pulled her into another deep kiss.
"I love you so much..."
When he brought their hips together, his erection pressed against her opening. He paused there as he nipped and sucked almost hungrily at her lips. Eventually, though, he began to slowly push into her. She was so tight... so impossibly tight, and a loud groan built within his chest. He could've easily lost himself in that moment, but he fought the desire.
"Fuck, baby..." he breathed, "so hot... so tight... so perfect..."
With another girl, he might have plowed ahead without any thought to how she was feeling, but with Stasia, he was completely focused on her. He paused once she was stretched around his tip, and he pulled back to study her expression.
"Are you okay?" he questioned as one of his hands pressed to her cheek.