It took some effort, keeping it in place even as they moved against each other, but Poe couldn't help it - rutting against her and chasing that shudder of pleasure as hard as she could.

"Oh, fuck," she whispered, the intensity of it completely unexpected. It was completely different, with Finn under her like this. "Come for me," she demanded, breathlessly, utterly overwhelmed with how good Finn looked, and how amazing it felt to grind against her. "I'm going to take you apart again and again. Come for me--"