She utters a cry of joyful surprise when he flips them over, and she eagerly grins up at him, laughter on her breath.

She wants him to let himself go. She wants his instincts to take over. She just wants him.

Arching under his body, she presses her breasts against his chest and skates her hands down the slope of his muscular back. She indulges his thrusts, writhing with pleasure at being overpowered by him.

[ooc: oops, sorry, totally missed this one!]