There is a little hitch as he slides deeper. To her surprise, it is not unwelcome, her body tightening pleasantly as he slowly tests her. Lets her get her bearing, and then, oh so politely, pulls out, and her eyes open up to look up at him again.

"Want," she supplies, but not all at once. This is nice, this slow touching, building and testing, it's not so overwhelming. "We go... slow?"

And with it, she tests herself, the feeling, with the memory of the night before. Her hips roll, a slow, careful press into his palm to feel the way the grind makes those pleasant spasms work up her body.