Biting her lip her head tilts back as he twists his fingers and latches onto her earlobe, both welcome and almost overwhelming sensations in the sea of pleasure she's swimming in.

She circles her thumb over the tip of his erection once he's given her that direction, her other hand slowly dragging her nails back and forth over the back of his neck.

"Is that all you want, Ben?" she replies, bending one of her legs and planting her foot against the mattress, leaning it against his hip, shifting the angle of her pelvis slightly and making it easier to lift her hips and slowly grind them against his, even as they touched one-another.