Padma thrust against his fingers, driven closer and closer to the edge by the steady movement of Faelan's thumb over her clitoris. When he slid a finger into her, she arched and dug her fingers into his arm. A second finger joined the first one, and Padma fell into her orgasm, thighs tightening around his hand as she gave a quiet cry.
As the last of her orgasm faded away, Padma slumped back against the bed, smiling up at Faelan with a sated expression.
"So good." Padma gently pulled him to lay down beside her and kissed softly on the lips, curling into his arms.