[ Eddie squeezes Becca's thigh, rubs it gently with his palm. She looks so damn perfect like this, the plug in her, her face flushed, legs spread while she touches herself. ]

You took it so well, baby. [ He inhales, watching her spread herself for him. ] Better than good. So fucking sexy.

[ Sitting back on his heels a little, Eddie gazes down at her again, dropping his hand to wrap around his cock, giving it a few strokes with a soft groan of relief. Then he crawls forward over her, stealing another kiss before guiding his cock toward her entrance. He rubs the head of it against her, teasing, moaning at how slick she is, hot against him. ]

Fuck, you're so fucking wet.

[ Eddie bites his bottom lip as he begins to ease himself into her, gasping against her neck. She always feels so good, but the plug makes her feel tighter, squeezing his cock more the deeper he goes. He's trying to control himself, not go too fast, but it's taking every bit of restraint he has. ]

Oh, fuck, Bex -- s'that okay? Can I keep going?