"Oh," Santana said, still grinning madly. "You know what that means, don't you?" she asked impishly. "That means you'll need to do that before you go to sleep. Right?" The idea of turning off the lights and lying next to Brittney while she did that made Santana squirm.
Brittney grabbing her waist surprised her a little. She felt a sharp stab of fear that she had gone too far. Was she about to freak? Santana had been too busy to freak but know she felt like she was getting close to doing just that.
But Brittney was moaning…
Santana looked at her. "You like that, don't you?" she accused breathlessly.