She gasped when he flipped her over, even though she had been expecting it. Fortunately, he kept her securely balanced on the couch - she had fallen off of couches before herself, and she could hardly fault the pressure, or, when he moved, the angle. Working her legs out from underneath him, she wrapped them around his hips, locking her ankles behind him and arching her hips to bring him as deep as possible. "Oh yes," she hissed out, her eyes fluttering closed. As he was so intent on setting the pace, she was more than content to let him, especially since she would be the ultimate beneficiary.