"I'm not in a rush," he answers with a grin, his mouth pressed to the inside of her thigh. "Do you know how long I've waited for you?"

He's not saying he's been celibate. He had even dated, had an actual girlfriend, but all the time, his heart had been somewhere else. In Hawkins. With Joyce.

"And I'm not sixteen anymore," he adds before he kisses her thigh, one finger gently teasing at her cunt before he slips it slowly inside of her. His thumb grazes her clit at the same time, then he bites gently at her leg. "I can last."