She let him take his time; rushing was the last thing she felt like doing right now, and besides, it wasn’t like she wasn’t enjoying herself in the meantime. It was very different from before; he wasn’t trying to tease her or push her over the edge, he just moved softly, slowly, and she felt like she could just melt into his touch and the heat of his body beneath her.

She kissed his chest again at the murmured words, and when he finally moved both hands to her hips she lifted them just enough, letting him position her right where he needed her. Feeling the head of his cock pressing at her opening she lowered herself over him, slowly taking him in, inch by inch, until her hips rested against his again. Letting out a sigh she sounded completely fulfilled, like a piece of her had been missing and had now been replaced. She didn’t even move at first, just adjusted to the familiar feel of him inside her, filling her. After a moment she gave a slight swivel of her hips and clenched her muscles around him just briefly.