Her breathing hitched when she felt him grab her ass, pulling her closer to him. She kept her death grip on the table, and any guilt she had was starting to ebb away. One of her hands finally let go, only to reach down and find his arm. She ran her hand up and down his arm, grasping on to it tightly when he hit a spot that was particularly sensitive. Just in case he couldn't hear the sounds coming from her, which she doubted he did, because the music was so loud, he could tell by how she would grab him.