Go with it.

The opportunity to feel what you had felt the last time. The gentle weakness of being at her mercy as she teased and whispered into your ear. To give up that chance now, when you had no clue whether or not you'd be able to experience it again was hardly a choice, even if there was the alternative of taking the top position.

So you agreed, she stripped you down and ordered you to sit on the bed, which you did and watched her.

She'd say her body, looking around for anything she might use this time around to ensure you spent a second unforgettable night with her.

"Any special requests?" She'd ask.