The animalistic growl was a sound from the man that almost was pleasant for Danielle to hear, her heart skipping a beat. Her husband had not exactly been the most active in bed, and he certainly had not had the finesse that Aldred already presented in this small amount of time between the two of them. Not once had her husband known where to put his mouth when exploring her body, nor did his fingers ever seek out the nerves that would make her cry in the way he always invisioned her to. Her new captor had already accomplished the latter in a matter of minutes from forcing her against the bed, but she would never admit to the pleasure that she had gotten from his rough hands. He seemed to savor the moment deep within her, and she could feel the pulsing deep within her core. A shiver drove down her spine forcefully, making her breathing hitch for a brief moment. Then he began to slide out, his rather thick length stretching her in a way that was foreign to her. Nevertheless, it was pleasure she felt, aided by the wetness and small amount of lunrication provided by the man beforehand. Her ribs expanded and contracted with quickened breaths, her toes curling in anticipation. He was tauntingly slow, and some part of her wished she could reach beneath herself to touch herself, since he wasn’t moving at a pace that would give her the release and pleasure she so desired. She had dreamed for such expertise, and yearned to cry out for him to move quicker. With every thrust came the sound of their flesh hitting one another, a cacophony of visceral, guttural sounds of the throat and physical sounds of true copulation.<br/><br/>His hands were calloused and rough, one wrapped around her wrists, the other grasping and massaging her ass. She would move against him, a slight squirm, and would become acutely aware of his focus on her skin and how it moved; his thrusts were slowly but surely increasing in pace, beginning to fill the desire that Danielle had from the moment he slid into her. She moaned softly, her eyes fluttering closed to more solidly focus on the pleasure, her cheek flush against the silken sheets and her skin reddened slightly and sensitive. Her breasts would bounce with every powerful shifting of the man’s hips, swaying with her warming body.