His breath catches as he thrusts deeper into you. You feel him grow harder still and begin to tremble with each powerful stroke. "You're so tight," he groans, nipping your neck, his hips beginning to move faster as the pleasure overtakes him. You can feel his release building inside of you, feel him getting closer and closer until finally, he cries out in ecstasy, thrusting violently as his body tenses and shudders.

As he releases into you, your own orgasm begins to build uncontrollably. Your muscles tense and spasm around him as you come hard, moaning his name into the pillow. His weight presses down on top of you, still joined, their combined heat enveloping you in a cocoon of pleasure. You're gasping for breath, your heart racing from the intensity of it all. "Fuck..." he whispers, his lips brushing against your ear as he finally begins to slow down.

His weight shifts and he pulls out, collapsing beside you, still catching his breath as he feels your body quiver from the aftershocks of your orgasm. He looks down at you, a pleased smile on his lips. "Wow," he says softly, running a hand through your sweat-damp hair. "That was intense."

"Yeah..." you manage to get out between gasps for air. Looking up at him, the pleasure still coursing through your body, you can't help but feel a sense of contentment and closeness that goes beyond just physical satisfaction. "That was... amazing."

His smile widens as he watches the pleasure play across your features, knowing that he was the one who brought it there. He reaches out to caress your cheek, feeling the softness of your skin beneath his fingertips. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," he murmurs, leaning in to press a gentle kiss against your forehead.