“If I do that, I’ll want you inside me and I’m not done yet,” she tells him as she presses her fingers as deeply as she can manage. She does pull her tank top off one handed, letting the scrap of fabric hang off of her arm so he can look at her breasts if he’d like, watch them jiggle as she works her fingers inside of his body.

“I want to make you come,” she tells him in a low voice, eyes bright as she watches him. Having him like this makes her feel powerful in a way, like she could do anything. He commanded armies. He was one of the most powerful beings in the universe and she gets to have him like this, spread out before her and only her.

It’s a heady feeling, and she gives him an open-mouthed grin as she wraps her other hand around his cock, stroking in time with the deep, purposeful press of her fingers.