Hold still, Gabriel, you fuck; don’t you dare move. I kept repeating the same thing over and over again in my head like a mantra. I even gritted my teeth hard enough to give myself a headache, but it still wasn’t enough. Holding still inside her was testing me in ways I never expected to face, especially not with sex.

My patience, my control, and even my prowess when it came to lovemaking were a nonstarter. If I was standing, I’d have said she brought me to my knees; that’s how ...