He tottered at the edge a moment, his tension growing inside him as she brought herself onto him.  There he stood a moment, listening to her beg, as if all the rough stuff before led to this moment when she said she wanted more.  His hands on her legs grabbed her and he thrust himself into her.  Hard and deep, grunting with pleasure, feeling the length of him piercing her.  The hands then moved down her legs to her knees at his sides and they slipped under so that he could lift her delicate body off the bed with ease.  When he used his muscles for pain it hurt, but in this situation they were applied to other measures.<br/><br/>Her lithe body in his arms drove him crazy as he stood upright, arching his back.  Total control in his hands, he held her steady while he slowly withdrew and let his head titter just inside her.  There he groaned, “This is what you get when you are good to me.”  He thrust himself, plunging hard and deep again into her, his mouth seeking the flesh of her neck, to taste her skin, his teeth nipping there playfully.  Not enough force to leave marks, but again as if to show his control, where he didn’t bite, his lips closed on the surface of her skin and he sucked hard against it.  He tasted her fragrance mingling with the salt of her skin, driving him to withdraw himself from her, lingering with his tip just inside then thrusting again deeply as if he couldn’t get enough of her wetness onto him.<br/>