With all that she's learned, all that she possesses, it's this that makes her feel powerful. He looks up at her as if she could pluck the stars from the sky, like she's everything, and she never wants it to stop.

She can feel it when he pulses inside of her, clutching at her hips hard enough to bruise. The sound he makes is one that she will never forget, not as long as she lives, and she gives him a pleased grin as she slows the motions of her hips until she's fully seated in his lap, rocking slowly with him filling her up so exquisitely.

"That's good, Ben. That feels so good," she murmurs, sliding her hands along his chest and leaning down to kiss him. Her own pleasure is still there, right at the crest, and she takes his hand to move it where she wants it, pressing his fingers between her legs. "Please, I'm close. I need you."