and when my cl**ax subsides and he 's still there-every thick , hot , hard inch of him snugly in my grip-my eyes flutter open , and i see him looking at me , with that look , wild , hungry , almost proprietary , but also strangely reverent and gentle as he starts to move in me again with expert precision , our eyes clinging , the way he f**ks me gently now making little stars dance across my vision as another delicious cl**ax builds and builds .