“Touch yourself?” Santana repeated, continuing to feign ignorance as to what Brittney was talking about. It was even more enticing that Brittney just came right out and said it. She would need to help her temper the proper time for that admission later though.
Leaning forward, Santana let her hand wander Brittney’s lower back. This also had the side benefit of making sure they were closer together now. “Do you like this game?” she asked, her words a bit breathy.
Santana was trying to be patient but it was hard. Nervous had become fun nervous and fun nervous had become excited and that was escalating as they touched…