"I think so," Ben said, chuckling softly, his smile rueful, "It only took us a year. Nearly two. Destruction across galaxies."

Huffing a breath, his hips snapped a bit harder, her body inching higher against the door, his breath ghosting across her lips. He gripped her hip tightly, holding her pinned against door as the full length of his cock plunged into her.

His chest heaving, he shifted so that he could rub tight circles around her clit with the pad of his thumb, concentrating on the way her cunt fluttered greedily around him. "Is there glass on the floor in the bedroom?" He asked, thinking of the sharp pop he'd heard earlier.