His balls hung heavy between his thighs, so full if she wasn't pregnant he'd worry about getting her that way. He winced when they bumped her knee, caught his breath in his throat when they brushed against the silky skin of her inner thigh.

Too stiff to bend up against his belly, his cock slid through the wet mess of her arousal to nestle between her labia. His breath hissed out against her shoulder from the enveloping heat of her. "'Fraid I'll hurt you," he confessed to the crook of her neck. "Need you too much." Among other things, but the need to protect her stood out now--he wasn't going to be able to hold back once he took her, not his body or his heart and he was scared of that too. It was going to hurt.