I do have to agree with that, most men aren't hard to arouse," he leaves it at that, and she can feel his erection throbbing against her thigh. He's being too gentle, too kind, too much of a gentleman. She senses that she wont be able to change that, he wont use force with her. She shouldn't have said she'd never done this before. She wants to ask him more questions, she wants to know what gets him going the best; yet she suspects he wont give her a straight answer anyway. That in mind, she sinks down onto him suddenly, and he lets a breath out through his mouth and she gasps at the pain. His hands still on her back, holding her against his chest. It hurts, bad enough that she doesn't want to move. He rolls them over carefully, resting on top of her again without pulling out of her. She's afraid she'll cry, and she suddenly regrets ever starting this. "Are you alright? We can stop," his tone isn't angry, and his concern makes her want to keep going. She rocks herself up against him, the slight movement making her wince in pain. His eyes flutter closed, and she moves against him again.
"I don't want to stop," she hates how her voice shakes.
He presses a kiss to her lips again, and he moves against her slowly, "It'll stop hurting, are you on..?