They were definitely crossing into more than just making out territory now. Hands on skin. That seemed fast, even if Jessie found she did like it. She even kinda wanted to throw her shirt off to the side and have away with it completely.
But instead, she left it where it was and pushed her own hand up Phoebe's shirt, letting her fingers draw slowly up the other girls stomach, feeling muscle and soft skin under the tips of her fingers before she settled back where she had been. "Is that better?" Her voice was breathy and quieter than before.