Erika could feel his hands, although it took her fuzzy mind a moment to register where one was headed. Her thoughts were consumed with Chris, with the sensation of his lips against hers and the way her body tingled when he squeezed her breast. She could feel both nipples harden in expectation of attention, which in turn made a chill run down her spine.
Only then did she realize there was a second hand moving down their bodies, and she could guess its destination. When she had moved up to kiss him again, she had pressed her body against his with her legs tucked neatly to one side of him. Now, she moved to straddle his waist again, to make herself more accessible to his hands.