I swallowed hard and he knew he had won. He didn’t smirk this time though, he looked down to where our bodies were connected, guiding his hand up and down the shaft of his hard length, squeezing himself a little. Trying to hold back, I realized. It was just as hard for him to hold back as it was for me. He wanted to fill me as much as I needed to be filled. But he had more control than me. 