Hayley cried out when his lips slid over her skin, and arched up like she'd been hit with an electric charge when his fingers found her clit. The rub against his hand was instinct as she searched for more friction, already feeling that lovely ache.

Her squirming became more deliberate, too, shifting as she rocked her hips against him, feeling the press of his body, his cock, behind her and finding more than a little bit of a thrill in that.