The ramping of tension was one of those exquisite things pushed to the very edge of possibility and she could feel every inch of it stretching through her body. They came together in a mess of eager hands and mouths, her hands clinging onto his abs as she rolled her hips against his thigh even as her breath became ragged.
She could barely coordinate herself enough to kiss him as his hand came between them, trying to get it exactly where she needed. Sometimes she managed a few lush seconds before her head thrashed away with the tension. "Bit harder," she gasped as she thrust against his hand. She could feel the slick between her thighs but it only eased the way for the slight callouses on his hands. Her noises became grunts of pleasure as everything began to tighten. For several long seconds she was hanging on a precipice, mouth open as she nodded frantically at him to keep up the pace.
All of a sudden it came crashing over her like a wave and she all but rode his fingers to ride out her shuddering orgasm. She wasn't especially loud but her breathing came hard and she whined slightly as the tension released, her mouth forming something that might have been a Yes.
She grinned at him. "I can go again and I absolutely need your hands or your mouth or your cock for the next one," she said, rather breathlessly.