Instead of his cock, Rey gets the thick press of his fingers. They sink into her cunt, still sensitive from her orgasm, and she whimpers as she drops her head between her shoulders.

Ben speaks and Rey takes a breath, letting herself feel what he’s feeling, and the force of it nearly makes her sob. He loves her so much. He appreciates her for all that she is, all of her strengths and flaws, and she reflects all of it right back at him. She loves him just the same.

His cock presses into her and the new angle makes her let out a low groan, hips twitching as he nudges at a sensitive spot deep down, as far as he could possibly go.

“Ben,” she gasps out, feeling her eyes water as his hand slides down her back. Some people say they can do this without involving emotion, but she has no idea how that could be true. But then again, Rey can not fathom even the slightest possibility of doing this with anyone but him. All of her is his, always. “You make me feel so—“

Important. Loved. Respected. All of these things she went so long without any idea of how they might feel.

“Good,” she gasps out, rocking back until her ass is resting in the cradle of his hips.