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Not so nicely, definitely without a gentle bone in his body, but I can tell he was holding back when he first entered me earlier. I can also tell that it didn’t come naturally to him and he probably struggled with restraining his beast. I can tell because the rocking of his hips has increased in intensity. My body slides across the mattress and if it weren’t for his palm angling my thigh and his grip on my throat, I’d be tumbling off the bed. He touches with such nonnegotiable dominance that the only thing I can do is surrender and completely let go. With each thrust, he goes deeper, stronger. The sound of my arousal and the in and out movements make me delirious and downright mad. No one told me there would be an infinite amount of emotions flowing through me all at once. No one told me it’d be this…otherworldly. Pleasure pools between my thighs and the sharp ache subsides. There’s still some pain, probably from how big he is, but it’s muted by the pulsing erotic friction that happens