Jules smiled and laughed softly and breathily. "You might need to go a little slower than that then," she mused even after Claire had slowed her fingers a little.
Her hand dipped a little lower. "You are so wet," Jules whispered, a slight wanton whine in her voice. Her fingers lightly splayed Claire's folds before slipping two fingers inside the girl.
On Claire's cheek, Julia's hand lightly stroked with her thumb. Moving to Claire's lips, Jules ran her thumb along them before letting her touch wander up to run across her eyebrows gently.
Jules reached to take Claire lightly by the back of her neck as she pressed her forehead against Claire's. "You should have done this that day in the Owlry," Jules mused breathlessly as her whole body shook lightly. "Pushed me against the wall and slid your hand up my dress…"