Lying on you is the safest place on earth. I feel every movement of yours, every breath, every heartbeat, and it gives me a peace I have never known. When I am on top, I control the rhythm, I decide how fast or slow we move, I command the entire universe of our sensations, and yet I feel you submitting to me, your hands gripping my hips, trying to guide me, and in this clash of wills lies all the magic. I feel your chest rise beneath mine, your stomach clench as I move, your fingers dig into my skin when I find the right rhythm. You are my throne, my support, my ground to fall onto, knowing you will catch me. When you come beneath me, I feel it with every cell of my body, and with you, I explode as well — because your orgasm becomes mine. With me, you don't just come — you support me. And I will never fall as long as you are near.