She hadn't realised sex was going to be this intense. Molly had always thought it would be playful and hot and maybe a little uncomfortable at first. But now here she was and it was so much more, so overwhelming that she stilled, unsure if she could move under the weight of everything she was feeling.

Will must have sensed it because his hands were gentle, soothing her and at the same time worshipping and encouraging her. It was everything she needed to relax mentally and let her body relax in turn. She started to move again, achingly slowly as she took him completely inside her, gasps of pleasure escaping her until she was seated in his lap, full and complete, connected to him in a way that stole her breath. Slowly, experimentally, she rocked her hips forward, a long curve of sensation as she felt his hard cock sliding inside her.

"Will..." She breathed and then shifted back on a moan, trying to find a rhythm, looking down at him spread out underneath her. He looked amazing, strong and steady hands on her and her hands on him in turn, running over his chest and stomach, fingers drifting to where they were joined, brushing the sensitive skin there and then looking back up at him. She let her hands move up his body again and down his arms, pressing his hands against her and letting herself fall into the movements.