And she's just as lucky, after all she put him through, after everything she took away from him, he still wants her.

Her gaze never breaks from his until he's closing his eyes, and she welcomes the weight of his body, the feel of him pressing home, rocking against her. He's thick, and it's glorious, feeling the length of him filling her, stretching to receive him. Her head falls back and she moves with him, hooking her heels around his backside, hips scribing gentle circles in time with his movement.