"That was the idea, yes," Ben murmured, smiling against her skin. Lifting his head, he propped it up in one hand, feeling heavy and strangely outside of himself as he looked down upon her. With a faint smirk, he curled his fingers, letting the very tips of his middle and index slip inside of her, where her flesh was still hot and slick with the evidence of their pleasure.

"I'd hoped it might last a bit longer, but now I need a moment to catch my breath."