He fought every urge he had to let loose, he was almost shaking as he gently pressed his tip against her, his breathing hard and ragged as he broke the kiss and rested his forehead against hers, trying to push into her as slowly as possible.
The more he pushed into her, the more her nails dug into his skin; but it wasn't out of pain or fear. She was enjoying herself and the pleasure he gave her.
He nodded, his brow knit tight. He stretched her, filled her fuller than she could imagine. And he throbbed, pulsing and twitching at random, right against her walls.