"A little," Lyra admitted, nodding once.
"Then let me ease it..." Jared's hand settled with careful pressure, kneading away the lingering ache with slow, steady circles.
Lyra had meant to protest, but the gentle warmth of his touch sent a soothing tremor through her limbs. Her eyes fluttered shut, surrendering to the quiet comfort they shared.
After some time, Jared found his hand dripping wet. There and then, he knew it was time to take things to the next level.
Accompanied by Lyra's soft moan, Jared thrust inside.
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