Toshi returned to the bed. Hopefully, the dim light that covered his figure hid your anxiety. Last time you had sex his fingers were too rough on your clit and you had to stop. You pushed down the nerves, feeling him settle behind you.
He kissed your neck, muttering how gorgeous you were. His right thigh nudged yours forward, rubbing his erection against your bottom. "Is this position okay?"
"I think so."
He rubbed your arm. "Are you ready?"
"Yes."
"Tell me if it becomes uncomfortable."
You nodded and reached down to help align him. He gripped your thigh as he carefully entered. There was enough lube so that didn't hurt. But he pushed too deep, making you flinch. You clutched his hip. "Slow, slow."
"Is it too much?"
You shook your head. "Just be gentle."
"Of course I will."
His hand moved to your stomach with his first thrust. Despite the mild movement, a lot of pressure pressed your front wall. Almost too much, yet you didn't say anything, hoping it would go away.
Legs lined along yours as he very gradually quickened. You tried to relax but one particular thrust stressed your front, painfully. Your hand flung back. He asked if it was too much again.
"I don't know." Your head fell to the pillows. "I'm sorry it's so difficult."
"You don't need to be sorry, sweetheart. Do you want to stop?"
"No."
You guessed he felt your tension because he started caressing your stomach and kissing your shoulder. "Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?"
"A few times, I think." You tried relaxing under his hands. He was still hard and felt great- if he stayed still.
After some extra kisses, he asked, "How do you want to continue?"
"I'm not sure."
"Let's try this then. Can you lay on your back and lift your right leg a little?"
You did. He shifted, staying against your right side, and moved his right leg further in between yours to rest on your left. You dropped your raised leg onto his thigh. The pressure alleviated from the shallower penetration.
"Is this better?"
"Much. Thank you."
Feeling lips on your cheek, you turned your head for a kiss. His tongue briefly swept yours. You couldn't respond with your own because he pulled back. "Anything for you."
You smiled but, "Do you feel good? You're not that deep."
He kissed your forehead. "It's perfect. I love you so much." He met your lips, slipping his arm under your neck.
You moaned into his mouth as his hips leisurely rolled. You ran your fingers over his side, feeling his bones shift under the skin. He left your lips to kiss down your jaw. His free hand explored your front, massaging your breasts and thighs.
"A little faster."
Before he did, your hand was grabbed and placed on your clit. He whispered against your temple, "I don't want to hurt you again."
"I love you too," you responded to his earlier statement and kissed him, stroking yourself.
He smiled into it, quickly becoming serious when he squeezed your side, increasing his pace. You shook slightly each time his hips connected. The movement was less thrusting and more humping. It didn't matter though. He only pushed halfway in and was still able to fill you more than enough.
"Toshi, I..." you sighed.
The lack of depth was compensated for with intimacy: feeling his hands locked onto you, his entire body huddled against yours, humping, panting into your shoulder.
You sped your fingers and dropped your head, moaning his name. You pulled at the sheets as your back and legs tensed. His hold kept you from arching too far away. He slowed but didn't stop, tenderly working you through your orgasm.
He slipped out when you slumped. Feeling his wet tip poke your fingers, you glided them over it. At his sigh, you tightened your grip, lazily pumping. He moaned and jerked into your hand. Cum dripped to your palm then to your thigh.
He slouched next, leaving your limbs intertwined. His nose bumped yours when you turned your head. "I think I prefer this position over others."
He smiled. "Me too."
