The moan sent a shiver through Santana. The only thing she wished was it was her hand in Brittney's pants that had made her moan like that. Ducking in, she kissed her frantically. Her tongue whipped over Brittney's as she pressed her body against Brittney's.
Breaking the kiss, she gasped for breath. "You slide inside or did you touch the top?" she whispered, figuring it was one of the other.
"Like what?" Santana moaned desperately. Why was Santana the one about to come unglued when Brittney was the one with her hand in her pants!?