It was half the way he manhandled her around that made her flush hot and pant and grind back against him. He could have done anything he wanted - far more than he was already doing - and yet he withheld some portion, she didn't know how much, for her benefit and hers alone. That didn't mean he was gentle, that he treated her softly or like she was a delicate thing. And she didn't want to be treated like that either. Sometimes, maybe. She liked being spoiled too. But not now.
She trailed a hand down between her legs and over the back of his hand, seeking out the place where their bodies met and reaching further to touch him. He could have snatched her hand away if he wanted, but she just wanted to feel, not try to usher him any faster to his goal. Her other hand grasped his forearm, as it had before, keeping it there just in case he needed some signal that something was too much. She knew if she pulled him away he would stop and she wouldn't need to say a word. Fortunately, she'd never needed to.
It felt like a slow hot rush rolling through her and all at once her body tensed and her breath hitched. All the air was gone from her lungs for a moment, only to hit her hard and practically lift her up off his chest. She found she didn't really mind if her hips dug into his or the roll of her hips shoved him deeper inside her. It was sharp and wracked through her, but it was perfect. She would have just collapsed down against him again if he hadn't rolled her back onto her stomach and pressed her down.. She rode through her release and his as well, awash in the strange heat that filled her. That, too, felt perfect for the moment and she practically melted back into the bed beneath him.
She didn't respond right away, though she gave him a soft hum when he brushed his fingers through her hair. Then, slowly, she rolled over, feeling him slip out from inside her, and curled her body in against his. She took just a little bit more, and wrapped her arm around his waist. There was more she wanted, but her body wouldn't allow it now. Another time, maybe? If decided that was something that he wanted.