She moved against him without any sense of self consciousness, especially since he was rubbing... oh, rubbing just there and it felt so good. Her fingers kept rubbing and tweaking his nipple as he was hers, and she moaned without inhibition. She gave a growl of desire the next time he pinched and tugged, and she bucked against him with a needy sound, part frustration and part want as she rubbed against him.
"Make me come or get these knickers off and do it then," she murmured in a husky voice, flexing up to meet his thrusts against her tiny soaked knickers. Her hands roved over him, pausing to caress where he reacted the best.