“Is it not what we both want?” She lets out a soft gasp as he pushes her leg up until her knee is nearly touching her shoulder, and then another when his bare stomach presses against the apex of her thighs.

“What is it that you want, Ben?” Rey keeps herself propped up on one elbow, watching as his soft lips press to the slight curve of her breast. Her other hand sinks into his thick hair, and she lets out a quiet whimper as she does her best to keep from rocking her hips up against him. “Because right now I might just be inclined to give it to you.”