Trembling with the effort to stave off his orgasm, Ben stilled above her, teeth gritting as he focused on the way her body clinched and fluttered around him. Blowing out an unsteady breath, he braced himself above her, looking down between their bodies, his breath hitched as he caught sight of his cock sliding into her, keeping the pace agonizingly slow. Because he wanted it to last. Because he wanted to torture them both, in the best possible way.

He was enthralled by her body, pulling out of her so that he could watch the way the slick channel of her cunt gaped open for a moment before clenching tight in his absence. His cock leaked against the inside of her thigh, swollen and impatient. They were lewd, wanting creatures, slaves to their bodies in ways that the jedi were taught to abandon, but now that he'd had her... now that they'd had each other, he couldn't imagine turning back.

"Come here," he murmured, moving to sit on the sofa with her astride his lap again, wanting her above him.