Well then. Gideon thought Amelia wanted to be on top, and he rather enjoyed her being there. That was why he'd stayed in that position with her on top of him, straddling and riding him like that. It was hot as hell, but he didn't mind when Amelia rolled them over. He was merely surprised by the sudden motion and the fact that she had the power to flip them over. Not a problem at all. Gideon might've missed a couple beats in situating himself over her to make sure she wasn't being crushed, but it was an exceedingly brief pause before he moved again.
Supporting himself with one hand on the mattress, Gideon's right hand was free to roam the left side of Amelia's body. His hand grasped her hip as he pushed into her, and his palm slid around back to her left cheek, which he granted a rough squeeze as he thrust forward. Gideon's hand then traveled down her thigh to her knee, lifting her leg up to drive himself deeper into her. Gideon held Amelia's leg in that position as he moved, bending down to plant his lips briefly onto her neck before pulling back and hovering over her again.