"Mmmf," Lexi said intelligently, tipping Clara's head back so she could paint lines down her neck with her tongue and teeth. Ugh, she was right. Okay. Okay, they had to move or...something.
"Right," she managed thickly, nipping at Clara's chin. "Right, you're right. Okay." It was hard to talk when she was sucking at the little divot on Clara's collarbone. "Christ, come to my place. Come to my place and make love to me until we can't move."