“Then why don’t you?” Megan tried to sound confident and coy but her wavering voice hinted that she wasn’t in a state anymore where she could pull it off. She chewed her bottom lip as she looked at Jessica.
Chuckling at Jessica’s joke, Megan found it hard to really think with Jessica’s fingers still teasing her.
Megan shook her head emphatically. “No, we should. It’s okay,” she assured Claire’s older sister desperately. “I…don’t ever need to tell your sister. Our little secret?” Megan suggested.
Lightly, she cupped Jessica’s cheeks before sliding off her to sit on the couch. Taking hold of her cami, she guided Jessica to follow along so she was on top of her. So much for going somewhere else…
“Please, Jessica?” she begged, too desperate to do anything else.” Lightly, she took Jessica’s hands and guided it between her own legs. Pressing her palm up, she made Jessica touch her through her pj bottoms. “Please? She begged again, bringing the hand up to rest at the waistband of her pjs.