Rey slams an open fist down, the table she lays on vibrating under the impact.
A guttural exclamation fills the air between them.
"Don't stop, Ben!"
Her other hand skims the side of his face that's in reach before threading her fingers into his long strands. Two arms tighten around her milky thighs in response; a proverbial belt clicking.
He has no intention of stopping.
He pulls her closer still, greedily lapping up the fruits of his ministrations, a smirk not far behind. His admiring eyes rake up along her prone figure landing on her perky tits as he licks, his never-ending desire for her straining against his pants.
His eyes stay on her as his tongue follows behind his nose, her slick leaving a glistening trail. He can see her head moving back and forth, her mouth breathy and her body wriggling tightly - her euphoria is intoxicating.
His mouth opens around her, tongue entering deeply and her fist immediately pulls at his hair to keep him in place.
"Right there!"
He can't help the moan that reverberates through him. The sound of her unrestrained pleasure hits him right in his dick.
He pins her down with one arm across her stomach, tongue still working at her as one finger goes in excruciatingly slow. Her silky folds instantly grip with purchase. His eyes shut then and his mouth goes slack from the sensation imagining it's his dick filling her to the brim instead. He leans back in, mouth closing around her clit.
Her back arches, her whimpers caress his ears, her legs trap his head and he knows she doesn't have much left to go.
Two more fingers join the first, curling upward as they sink in.
His fingers and tongue never falter -
pump pump pump.
He's acutely aware of the way her breath hitches, the way she gets tighter and wetter. He feels her walls clenching, clinging to his fingers until her entire body shudders with release.
He feels her fingers relax, nails scraping his scalp in adoration as she goes lax in his arms, any tension she may have been holding in dissipating as she settles post-climax.
His grip on her tightens, a fondness overtaking him as a feeling he can only describe as profound contentment fills him.
This arrangement is still very new for them but he can sense with certainty that it will never get old. He feels as satiated as he can only imagine she does.
With one last inhale and a reverent kiss to her inner thigh, he unwraps himself from her legs and stands.
He lingers on her form, imprinting the sight of her to his brain - legs spread wide, her cunt pink, puffy, and still wet. Her hooded eyes darkened and alluring. The whole scene is enough to root him where he stands but there will be time for more later.
Deliberately locking eyes with her, he wipes her essence from his mouth with the back of his hand before promptly sucking his coated fingers into his mouth. He slowly backs his way to the door of the small office they had nestled into, gazes locked and unwavering, fingers in mouth.
Another smirk.
She will forever be his favorite brand of kink.