" Together.” He restrains my gaze as tightly as he holds my throat. Bowing over me, he widens his muscled legs between the spread of mine and bears down. Then he rides us into the abyss. I’ve always wanted to come on a man’s cock, and as I fall apart around him, with him, I realize it’s not his cock that’s blowing my world into shards of ecstasy. It’s the collar of his hand on my throat. It’s his eyes, peering into the deepest reaches of my being. It’s his bellow as he empties himself into my body. It’s his total domination over my pleasure and his surrender to his own. It’s him. "

― Pam Godwin , Buckled (Trails of Sin, #2)