Joan has never had this much laughter, nor this much joy, in her sex life. Nor in her romantic relationships in general, really. Ted brings it out in her. He makes her so happy, in so many ways.

"I love you too," she responds, gazing into his eyes, her own shining. When he moves up to kiss her she lifts her hands to cup his cheeks, wanting so badly to hold his face as they kiss, even if her fingers tremble with the effort.

Then he thrusts into her, and she moans along with him, the feeling causing her muscles to flutter around his cock, a small orgasm just from the intensity of penetration after being made so sensitive.