It was a rush, that feeling of control, him staying there and letting her do as she wished and letting her sense his reactions. As much as letting him utterly take her thrilled her so many times, she couldn't deny the slightly addictive feeling of pinning him down.
She indeed took her time, dragging her nails down his chest before tracing her tongue over the reddened skin. Kissing his sides, the heat of her breath ghosting away any trace of moisture from her mouth. Sometimes she slid further down, sharply nipping at his hip with her teeth, just at the edge of his jeans, before moving back up again. Teasing him, surprising him, never quite going where he might expect. Anything to make him sigh like that, make his breath catch, feel his heartbeat increase just that little bit more.
Minutes must have passed, and every inch of his exposed skin given attention by her when Tahiri grinned wickedly and finally unzipped his jeans, lifting his hips to ease them off even as she kept pressure from the Force on his hands to keep them in place. It was a slight sign of her somewhat restrained impatience that she dragged his boxers down with the jeans, and she took a moment to shamelessly admire the sight before her. No matter how many times, he would always impress her.
She slid down until she was on her knees in front of him, her hands on his hips, slight pressure from her thumbs keeping him in place as she looked up at him. "Stay." Simple, to the point, but she wondered if his self control would crack at all as she leaned forward and teased him with her tongue, a few light flicks before she took him further into her mouth. The way her hands still gripped at him made it clear; if he moved, she would stop. She was in control, she would set the pace and she would tease him for as long as she wanted.