[And he doesn't hold back both because you asked, and because he's hardly capable of doing that even if he tried. Where he'd normally try to bury the way the moans that leave his lips escalate into the sheets, this time you can hear them plain as day, just as much you can feel the way the desire you've worked up in him is wracking his body with every new inch of yourself that you push into him.
There is little for him to hold on to, bound as he is, pinned as he is by the solidity of your presence keeping him against the sheets. Of course, that only means that this is forcing him open in a fashion that's uniquely different from how you've fucked him before, and even different from how you took him earlier when you held him down yourself. His hips roll, and his insides press even tighter around you, in an attempt at driving you to go deeper.]
Riiight that tug up there is supposed to just have toes curling ahahaha orz
There is little for him to hold on to, bound as he is, pinned as he is by the solidity of your presence keeping him against the sheets. Of course, that only means that this is forcing him open in a fashion that's uniquely different from how you've fucked him before, and even different from how you took him earlier when you held him down yourself. His hips roll, and his insides press even tighter around you, in an attempt at driving you to go deeper.]