Adrian knew that this was her first experience so he was giving her all the time in the world in which to enjoy it. At the same time he was feeling her walls stretch with each passing moment allowing his movements to be more smoother, yet he was not increasing his pace all that much. Stimulation needed to be kept at the same level in order to prolong their mutual enjoyment.  By keeping the pace and force at the same general level it was going to keep this going for quite a while as her flower got used to the feel of the length inside of it. He had to admit that being with her like this, even though this was just the very beginning of their time together, it was looking to be the most passionate, intense sex that he had ever had.<br/><br/>Intensity was not something that's meaning was always tied up into the simple ramming of a phallus into a woman holding on for dear life. Intensity could be the wonderful feelings that are tied into the coupling. A powerful connection had been formed in Adrian to this wonderfully magical woman named Rain. This power was what was making this intense for him. All of it just seemed to be so very perfect. Something like that just did not happen to Adrian all of the time, instead he usually got something that he needed to forge his own path through. Not Rain though, she was just that perfect for him.<br/><br/>His lips met hers in passion as she kissed him, he loved the feel of her lips on his, to feel that heat that was coming off of her breath, to taste the moans that were leaving her lip and to share his in turn. That was the power that was held in that kiss. He wanted more of it, which is why whenever their lips broke he did his best to catch his breath and to push close to her so that they could continue.