Jay was not the quiet type so it was probably very easy to get distracted. But when something felt good, why not show it? She didn't see much point in repressing. Of course there were times when it was necessary, like in a public place or something, but this wasn't one of them. They were in the privacy of Frankie's room. And if people outside of this room happened to hear, well, so be it.
Groaning into the kiss, Jay clutched at the other woman, pulling her against her as she rocked her hips against those penetrating fingers. The kissing was nice, but she had to break it after just a moment because she needed to breathe. The temperature in the room was nearly stifling and she felt kind of faint and trembly. These were both indications that she was close, really close. She slid a hand up Frankie's back and tangled her fingers in her hair, whimpering.