This chapter is mostly explicit. For those who wish to skip it, please drop down to the last few sentences, starting with "Rey was unsure..."

Rey felt like she was in a dream.

Still riding the high from her orgasm, the strongest she had ever had, she found herself being led into Poe's bedroom after a quick towel dry. He directed her to the bed and she sat on it, facing where she knew he was standing.

"I want to 'see' you, Poe," she told him softly.

She heard him take a deep breath, then she felt the bed move as he crawled upon it. She followed him, waiting as he situated himself on his back, then she reached out carefully, finding his arm. She got up on her knees and moved forward until she was right next to him, then sat on her heels and leaned over him, letting her hands explore. First his chest, which she knew from her washing him in the shower was hairless and smooth. She let her fingers trail over his nipples, smiling as she felt his body jerk in reaction. She leaned further and brought her hands up to run over his shoulders, then down his sides. He grunted. "I'm not ticklish," he told her, and she could hear the smile in his voice. "But if you keep doing that, I may not be responsible for my actions."

She giggled a bit, then brought her hands back to his sternum. She smoothed them downward, over his belly, which was flat but still had a pleasant softness to it. She knew Poe exercised as much as his back allowed and was a stickler about his diet, but the fact he wasn't perfectly hard and defined actually comforted her; that kind of perfectionism had always scared her.

It wasn't long after this thought that her hand ran into his erection, which was laying hard and defined, on his belly. "Oh!" she said, surprised. She knew how male sexuality worked, of course, but she hadn't been expecting to encounter his penis so soon in her exploration. Which was silly, she thought. As aroused as he had made her in the shower, he had to have become just as aroused. Carefully, she grasped his shaft in one hand, her other hand sliding down to fondle his testicles.

"Careful, sweetheart," she heard him grumble, his voice tight.

She paused. "Am I hurting you?"

"Not the way you're thinking," he responded.

She smiled. "So, will it make you feel better if I do this?" She leaned over, bringing her mouth down and wrapping her lips around the tip of his cock.

"Ah, fuck!" he cried as his hips rose off the bed. "Rey, please don't tease right now! I'm honestly not sure how much longer I can hold off!"

Straightening up, Rey grinned. "All right. But you better let me do a more thorough exam in the future."

"Absolutely!" he agreed. "But for now…" he paused. "Shit!"

"What?" she asked, immediately noticing the change in his voice.

He pulled away from her. "I'll be right back!" She heard him slide off the other side of the bed, his footsteps taking him out of the room.

Confused, Rey sat on her heels, wondering what she should do, but she didn't have to wait long. She heard him reenter the room, the crinkling of a plastic bag hitting her ears. "I bought these a few weeks ago but just left them in the bag on the counter," he said. She felt the bed move as he kneeled on it again.

Rey felt another smile form. "Let me guess. Condoms?"

"Yep," he told her, and she could hear him messing with the package.

"I hope that's a big box," she teased.

He huffed a laugh. "Six," he told her, and she could hear the box hit the stand by the bed as he tossed it over. "But I know where to get more."

"Good," she mumbled as she moved close to him once more. He met her with a kiss, then fell back on the bed, bringing her with him. He released her for a moment, and she knew he was putting the condom on. She brought her hand down, trying to feel what he was doing without getting in his way. He grasped her hand and directed it back to his now covered erection.

He brought his hands back up to run along her sides and back. "Ride me," he whispered against her lips.

Nodding, Rey brought her leg over him, straddling him. She moved her body down, grasping his cock once more and lining him up with her pussy, which she knew was dripping with her own juices. Her heart was racing, and her nervousness started to grow, her memory of the pain from her one encounter causing her to tense up. She was sure it would hurt. But not as much, she comforted herself. Unlike that time, her body was ready and willing.

However, her explorations had proved that Poe was much larger than Dex had been.

Taking a deep breath, she lowered herself onto him. His entry felt amazing and for a moment she felt as if she was about to orgasm again. Then the pressure changed. She tensed, but then felt Poe's hands grasp her hips, his thumbs gently massaging her just in front of her hipbones.

"Relax," he told her, his voice mesmerizing. "You're in charge, Rey. Take your time."

She continued to sink down, the pressure still intense, but there was no pain. A feeling of euphoria began to overtake her as she realized she was taking him all… and that it didn't hurt one bit. "Oh, God," she whispered in awe.

"Are you okay?"

She smiled and nodded her head. "Oh, yes!" she breathed. "I was afraid it was going to hurt, but it feels amazing!"

"Tell me what you're feeling, Rey," Poe demanded softly. "Let me know, with words or sounds, what you like."

"Full," she responded. "But in a good way. The pressure is… I can't describe it. How it can feel so good, I don't understand." She moved her hips a bit and the feeling increased. "I want to move," she said. "I need to move."

"Yes!" Poe hissed.

She began rocking her hips, slowly, twisting them slightly every now and then, as if she was trying to relieve an itch. The pleasure was intense and beyond anything she had ever imagined sex to be like.

"Fuck!" Poe groaned as if he was in pain.

"Tell me what you're feeling, Poe," she pushed. "Do you want me to do something different?"

"Fuck, no, sweetheart!" he gasped. "You are driving me crazy, but in such a good way." His fingers tightened for a moment on her hips, then he let his hands slide up her body, his thumbs brushing her belly button, until they reached her breasts, which felt heavy and shockingly full. He cupped them and squeezed. "You're so damn tight," he muttered. "You're fucking perfect."

Rey let herself lean forward over him, her hands landing on his chest and sliding up his neck. He left her breasts and brought his hands around her back, running them down to cup her butt. She reached for his face so she could 'see' him. His beard stubble was rough on her fingers, his mouth was open as he breathed heavily, his eyes closed as she brushed over them. She found his mouth again and brought her lips to his. He responded with an almost aggressive kiss that made her core throb.

She started rocking faster, her tongue tangling with Poe's. His fingers squeezed her ass and she responded by twisting her hips again. He groaned into her mouth. "You're making me think you've done this before," he said against her lips.

"Only in my dreams," she whispered back.

His hands continued to roam as she continued to rock, their lips connecting over and over as their breathing increased. Eventually, she felt Poe's hips start to move upward, meeting her forward undulations. She pushed herself away from him and sat upright once more, using her strong rider's legs to lift herself up, then letting herself drop quickly. She cried out as the intensity increased even more, and her movements became stronger. Poe's hands were once more on her hips, his fingers gripping her tightly, and he brought his own hips up to meet her thrusts. Rey cried out and continued to whine, wrapping her hands around his wrists, hanging on tight as she felt her orgasm come close but still out of reach. "God, Poe!" she shouted. "I can't… it's too… awwww!"

"Let go, baby," Poe groaned. "Come for me!"

As if his words were a pin popping a balloon, she crested. Sparks of white and silver exploded in her mind's eye as her body convulsed. She fell forward, bringing one of her hands out to land on Poe's chest, catching herself as she continued to tremor. She felt his own body tighten underneath her and he shouted, "Fuck, yes!" His hips snapped up into her a few more times, then he seemed to collapse. Rey let herself drop down, breathing heavily, her face next to his. Immediately, his arms wrapped tight around her back, holding her close.

Rey was unsure how long they lay like that, slowly catching their breath, but finally she lifted her face and turned it toward him. "That was… wow." She just didn't have the brainpower to find any other word to use.

He cleared his throat. "Yeah," he responded, his voice cracking. "Wow."

Rey nuzzled his face and was startled when she felt moisture. Lifting her head higher, she brought a hand up to his cheek, running her fingers upward to find his face wet. "Poe?" she whispered. "Are you crying?" Just saying the words brought tears to her own eyes. "I'm the one who's supposed to be crying," she stuttered.

She heard him laugh softly. "I just…" he took a deep breath. "I love you so much, Rey."

Her own tears leaking out of her eyes now, she brought her lips up to his cheek, intent on kissing his tears away. "I love you, too, Poe Dameron. I love you, too."

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