Settling over her, Cameron kisses her again, nodding as he draws back. Already his heart's racing as he guides himself slowly inside her, fighting the urge to close his eyes. He wants to look at her, to see her, though with his forehead pressed to hers, that isn't easily accomplished. It doesn't matter; he just needs to be close to her, to feel her as much as possible, groaning quietly at the way she feels, so tight around him. He's already admitted to having wanted this for a long time, but he doesn't add that imagination is never as good as the real thing, kissing her instead. "Jenny..."