She wanted to prove him wrong, she wanted to get him off, just like this, but he was making it so damn hard to think right now. She was definitely on the advantage with his hands moving against her naked flesh, his fingers pumping in and out of her wetness when she could barely get her hands on him, and she couldn’t think of a solution to help him, couldn’t think, could only feel, and god he made her feel good.

“Oh god,” she whimpered, burying her face against him when he picked up the pace, every thrust of his fingers pushing against her sweet spot, every roll of his hips pressing her clit until she could no longer hold back.

She came crying out his name, her whole body shaking and convulsing on top of him as pleasure rocked her to her very core.