Rey lets Ben slip from her mouth to better gauge his reaction, watching as his surprised expression shifts into something else, something that tells her that she doesn’t need to worry.

He groans and she smiles, bracing one hand on his thigh as she starts to work her finger in and out, much in the same way that he does this to her. Having his fingers inside of her makes Rey feel especially wild. She likes it best when she’s sprawled across his lap and looking up at his face while he works her cunt like he spent his whole life studying how, like nothing in the universe matters aside from her and her pleasure. She wants him to feel like that, too.

She swallows hard and slowly adds another finger, lips parting on an exhale as she feels the stretch of him around her. It makes her nipples tighten, oversensitive where the thin fabric of her tank top rubs against them.

She fingers him slowly, an easy glide in and out, and she stares at his face as she finds the spot that made his cock twitch. It happens again, and a wet spot forms at the front of her panties as she rubs at it insistently just to watch him react.

Rey had thought that he would enjoy this. She didn’t anticipate just how much she would like it, too.