He moaned, low in his throat. His eyes closed and he sighed softly. He murmured reassuring and encouraging endearments, as he moved against her. He had no intention of going much further, at least this time out. He wanted to take things slow, build up to bigger and better things. He wanted it, certainly, and he was calling on all his will power not to rip at their clothes and have his way with her, but he didn't want it to be fast and cheap.