"Henry," she panted between the kisses that she was sure would leave bruises on her lips, they were so hard. He was scaring her a little bit because she'd only ever seen this side of him once before, and even then they hadn't talked about it afterward. It was like the sex had fixed whatever problems they'd had and life just went on.
Right then, though, Gabriella was shaking like a leaf, struggling for breath as she felt Henry's fingers touch her. Normally he would play with her, tease her, let her come or taste her but instead she heard the belt unbuckle and then felt him against her.
"I'm sorry," she told him quietly, believing him when he said he was tired of her doubts. As he pushed it began to hurt her and she cried out, unable to hold him, until she felt him stretching her so much that she finally had to blink back some tears from the pain. Gabriella didn't ask him to stop, though. She'd wanted this side of Henry all along.
She was still just a little frightened of how dark it was.