While you wonder, he hasn't abated. You realise your cock is being pushed back as his expands. Soon you won't have a choice to make.
"No!"
Your sudden exclamation shocks the vulpine enough that he pauses mid-thrust, and you grind violently back into him, using a hand to readjust your cock in the hopes of more force.
"Mrr?" The fox man tilts his head down to observe, then grins. "No, what, little human?" He renews his rhythm, feeling even more powerful, as he licks up your neck. "Aren't you enjoying yourself?" he whispers into your ear.
"Maybe... maybe a little too much..." Desperately you try to hold on, focusing on how good your cock feels. Thrusting as hard you can with the leverage you have.
"But there's no such thing as -- enjoying something -- too much."
God, he's so powerful. You're practically riding him, his arms moving into position to shift you higher, threatening to remove your contact with the floor completely. His thrusts... I feel his tip... pressing... so hard... so... good...