He's either gonna be so anxious that he asks "is that okay?" everytime he does something as little as nibble on your ear, or be an absolute animalistic love-making machine. There's no inbetween.
I'd imagine he'd be the second one. Lean, tight, sex-honed physique channeling pure animalistic alpha male strength into his pelvis as he rams his thick, manly cock inside me. He'd fuck me in every position possible but be a cocky narcissist the whole time. As he should, because it's all about his pleasure. About him busting his nut. And even after he spunks inside me, he'd keep going and going, only stopping to shotgun a Gatorade and take a leak.