Etta wasn't particularly one to spend a lot of time taking a dick deep, instead bringing one hand up to work what wasn't in her mouth with little twists along with the strokes. The sound of him had her reaching for her own underwear, cupping herself with a palm so she had something to grind slightly against.
When he tugged at her hair she pulled back and looked up at him, mouth open and panting. "Too close?" she asked just as her breath hitched thanks to a twitch of her own hips putting pressure on her clit.