"And you like that?" Megan's hands began to wander back towards Hannah's front. Leaving her mouth driving Hannah wild at her ears, she lightly cupped Hannah's breasts through her shirt and gave them a gentle squeeze.
Megan didn't get it. Nope, not at all. Was Hannah bloody daft? Why was she getting mad? It wasn't the fun kind of mad, either. She felt like she was going to die if she didn't do more soon but Hannah seemed to genuinely not be interested in that. Was Megan not special enough?
She really didn't like that thought…
"So…what then?" she asked, a hint of hurt in her voice.