[She sucks in a breath at that same moment, lips parting in a silent o-shape. She rises to meet him, lower leg still caught in her jeans or she'd wrap them fully around him; instead she just brings her knees closer to her chest and uses her arm against the bench cushion of the back seat for a little leverage.
By now her cheeks are pink from cold and flushed from heat all the same, and she grasps at his neck needily to lure him down into another quickened, steady kiss.]