He fucks her like he did the first time, desperate and loving and entirely. She’s fighting to take it, to feel the stretch and walk the line of pleasure and discomfort as her body screams for release. The slick sounds are louder this time, and she wants to hide at how graphic it is—but he doesn’t let her. He pulls her up, her back to his chest, still rutting up into her. Her thighs are shaking from the angle change, bringing a new raft of sensation.