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</span>​</div><span style="font-family:Philosopher">When Adam heard the soft tones of Elizabeth’s gratitude in so intimate a moment for them, he felt a warmth flow through his body. It was different than pleasure, but it still felt good. He swam through a great deal of pleasure to place it, from the contact of his lips and face on her skin, and that of her breasts on his chest, and where their hips interlocked, and how deeply he penetrated her, the pleasure of being with her, and having her in so intense a euphoria gave him a rush of powerful endorphins, adrenaline prime among them. But the gratitude, clarified by her proceeding words that she recognized his gentleness with her, made him feel recognized. He felt like she could see him, respect him, and know him as he truly was. She could see past all of the personas that he wore, and truly love the man that he was, and thrive in his protective aura. He felt gratified, and acknowledged, and appreciated. Sex was wonderful, sex with Elizabeth was rapturous, but those feelings were the ones that would last beyond the pleasure’s end. That was when he really knew, beyond her earnest and genuine attempts to do something she’d never known but was willing to do for him, that they would work. The feeling of being known so well, of being seen, that was what he felt would help them overcome any obstacle that might present before them. There would be obstacles, he knew that, but he also knew they were allies, and he could never invest too much in Elizabeth.<br/>
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In echo to the primal rumblings from his chest, he felt Elizabeth quiver to her very core, with an attendant rush of heat and slickness and arousal, and he felt her gripping him so tightly that her fluids rushed over his length and emerged from where their bodies joined. There was a change in her, a complete shift from nervousness and apprehension to affectionate warmth and erotic abandon. Even the pain he heard in her cries and had seen on her face was drowned out in the bliss of her release into the feelings their lovemaking brought her. He was mightily relieved that the initial pain was over for her. He heard her still following his instructions for her breathing, the pattern that would allow her to rise above the pain, and then he heard her exultant pleasure in the sighs, and gasps and whimpers and cries, and he let out a pleased growl as he breathed onto her neck. This was precisely what he wanted for her, and hearing those sounds sent bounding coruscations of pleasure ricocheting all through his form and made him chuckle low with dark satisfaction. It was enough to temper his need, to bring it under control and keep his movements smooth and just gentle enough. <br/>
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As they proceeded movement grew easier and easier, and Elizabeth’s moans grew louder and more fervent. He could feel her tightening with every thrust, just as he could feel the ring of her hymen start to give way. The sounds of her ecstasy and the feel of her needy body under his shoved his arousal up to the brink, where he could hold it or send it soaring over the edge and fill her with the heat that her body was working and pleading for. He took control of it with his breath, moving air fully in and fully out, making him even more of a bellows on her neck as he moved within her, caressing her grasping insides with smooth, straight thrusts through the ring he was feeling less and less. A groan sounded from his lips when she started to buck her hips needily into his thrusts, forcing his cock into more stimulating frictions as she enveloped him. His breathing picked up and had a ragged moan strung through his breaths as she quivered around him and pulled him deeper and deeper. <br/>
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Then she went still, as if to give back the control she’d wrested from him. His own breaths took a few before they slowed down to where he could speak, in which time he heard her beg him for more. He was of two minds in that moment. While he enjoyed her enthusiasm and the feeling had been incredible, physically and emotionally from their shared excitement, he was also aware that she was reigning herself in to place herself back in his care and control. Instinctively, in response to both, he rolled his hips forward to plunge deeper into her than they’d reached yet. Her depths clenched tightly around him helped him pinch off the imminent release, and he rose up on his elbows look down at her, breathing heavily and hazed with exertion and the sweet swirl of lovemaking. <br/>
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Looking down at Elizabeth, Adam saw her wonder and awe, and he felt similar feelings stirring in him. Seeing her looking at him like that was one of the few very most special moments in life, and he savored it dearly. This was not a lust-filled rendezvous for a night, she and he both were filled with gratitude and love and a lasting sense of unity. They now knew the deepest parts of one another, and they now knew they matched perfectly. Adam leaned down, resting his body on Elizabeth’s, and looked into her eyes as his joy and happiness blossomed over his face. He rocked his chin forward to kiss her on the lips, then moved his hands so that one rested under her back and the other cradled her head in the midst of her hair. “Yes, Elizabeth, my love, you may have some more,” he said, then he grinned, and wedged his hips deeper between her legs. “If we do this right, and with your help, you will feel really, really good. When it becomes more than you can bear, there won’t be any time for many words, but in that moment I want you to say my name and I will join you, and we’ll come together.” <br/>
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Adam leaned down one more time to kiss her lips, and resettled his hand in her hair, then set his forehead against hers and looked down into her eyes. “Are you ready, Elizabeth?” Adam said as he began rocking his hips, not to thrust but instead to grind his pubic bone into her clit as he moved his full cock within her. “Remember, my love. Say my name.” Then he settled his knees under her, tightened his grip in her hair, and accelerated his microthrusts against Elizabeth’s lovebud.</span>