“No, no,” she assures him breathlessly, laughing softly at her own eagerness as she presses a kiss to his jaw. It’s easy for her to sense how difficult it is to restrain himself but he does it for her, and she shares her warm rush of affection.

“That was amazing, Ben. You’re amazing.” She rests an elbow on his shoulder so she can curl a hand around the top of his head, clutching at his soft hair as she rises up onto her knees. “You just made me feel a little too good, just for a second.”

After another breath, she finds the strength to start moving her hips up and down, dragging up the length of him and clenching around the head before sinking back down. She uses her grip on his hair to gently tug him back enough for her to kiss him, messy and off-center. “I want to make you feel like that, Ben. I want to make you feel so good.”