"Aaah-ahhh," Megan gasped when Hannah's grip became just a little too firm in her hair; not that she would have minded in some circumstances, but it surprised her a little when they were being so soft and slow. She smiled reassuringly at Hannah, not wanting her to get spooked or anything.
Smiling winningly, Megan could certainly feel the heat between Hannah's things. Thank Merlin for thing pj shorts! Leaning in, she ran her tongue lightly over Hannah's lips without really kissing her before pulling back.
Gasping when Hannah's nails lightly raked her sensitive stomach, the sound quickly became a moan. Reaching for Hannah, she clung to her and pressed her aching sex hard against Hannah's thigh.
Megan sucked in short, quick breaths as she tried to recover. "That might not be a good idea," she warned, her voice raspy with excitement. And she thought she was having trouble being good before!
Her resolve breaking, she reached for Hannah's hand under her shirt. She brought it to the waistband of her shorts and held it there as she anxiously awaited what Hannah would do.