I wrap both hands around him, marveling at the contrast between the velvet-soft skin and the steel hardness beneath. He groans as I give him a few experimental strokes, his eyes closing briefly in pleasure.
Acting on instinct, I lean forward and spit into my palm, then spread the moisture along his length, making my movements slicker, smoother. His breath hisses between his teeth at the added sensation.
A surge of boldness overtakes me. I turn on the couch, positioning myself on all fours, looking back at him over my shoulder.
"Fuck me like this," I ask him, feeling powerful in my vulnerability.
His eyes darken, hands coming to grip my hips. "You're sure?"
"Absolutely," I confirm. "Please, Tank. I want to feel you inside me."
"I've never been with anyone like you," he confesses as he positions himself behind me. "So hot, so sure of what you want." His hands caress my ass, my sides, my hips. "I fucking love it."
The blunt head of his cock presses against my entrance, seeking but not yet entering. I push back against him, impatient now, and he responds by sliding just the tip inside me.
"Oh," I gasp at the stretch, the fullness.
"Too much?" he asks immediately, freezing in place.
"No," I assure him, pressing back further. "More. Please."
He obliges, pushing forward in a slow, steady thrust until he's fully inside me.
"You feel incredible," he murmurs, leaning forward to press kisses between my shoulder blades. "So tight, so perfect around me."
When he begins to move, it's with measured control, each thrust deliberate and deep. I match his rhythm, pushing back to meet him, taking him fully each time. His hands grip my hips, guiding my movements, occasionally sliding up to slap my ass or around to cup my swinging breasts.
The angle allows him to hit spots inside me that send sparks of pleasure up my spine. I lower my head to the cushion, changing the angle slightly, and his next thrust hits perfectly against my g-spot.
"There," I gasp. "Right there."
He maintains the position, driving into me with increasing force but never losing control. He leans over me, chest to my back, and whispers in my ear, "You take me so well." One hand tangles in my hair, gathering it gently but firmly, then pulls just enough to create a delicious tension. "I hope you like this."
"God, yes," I breathe, the slight sting only enhancing every other sensation.
We move together in perfect synchrony, the only sounds our heavy breathing and the muted slap of skin against skin. I'm getting close again, teetering on the edge of another climax, when Tank suddenly stills.
"Wait," he says, voice strained with the effort of control. "I want... I need to see your face."
He pulls out, his cock glistening with my arousal, and I turn to face him, momentarily confused by the interruption but trusting that he has something equally good in mind.
He scoops me up like I weigh nothing, strong arms securing me against his chest. I wrap my legs around his waist, my arms encircling his neck.
"Now I can see you," he murmurs, adjusting our position so the head of his cock aligns with my entrance again. "Watch your face while I'm inside you."
With a slight flex of his hips, he enters me again, filling me completely. In this position, with gravity helping, he reaches even deeper than before. The sensation pulls a gasp from my throat.
"Shh," he reminds me gently, capturing my lips in a kiss that swallows any sounds I might make.
He begins to move, using his incredible strength to lift and lower me on his cock with seemingly minimal effort. His muscles flex beneath my hands, solid and secure. I have no fear of being dropped, no doubt in his ability to support me completely.
I can see the concentration in his gaze, the restraint as he measures each thrust to bring me maximum pleasure.
"You're so beautiful," he murmurs against my lips. "So perfect. The way you feel around me..."
His words, combined with the fullness of him inside me and the friction against my clit as our bodies press together, push me rapidly toward another climax.
"I'm going to come," I warn him, already feeling the first tremors starting.
