"Can I help it that I want you?" she asked, a teasing little grin on her face. She moaned, her hips shifting above him as he pinched her nipples. Her tongue slipped into his mouth when it opened to her, exploring him just as his fingers began to explore her.
Her hips gyrated against his hand while her hand worked on pushing the top of his pants down so that she could touch him, done with the teasing through clothes part.
Her hands faltered and she gasped, moaned at his words combined with the feeling of his fingers hitting that spot. Her body arched, one hand gripping his shoulder for support as her head tilted back and she rode his fingers, a mild imitation of what she really wanted to be doing.
She felt him wiggling and shifting beneath her and looked at him with hooding, lusty eyes. When his pants were removed, she reached down and grasped him, her hand stroking up and down and twisting just the way he liked at the head.