Sam didn't know it, but Anne had never been so openly sexual when it came to herself with another man. Moving against him the way she was, the sounds she was making, she wasn't even aware she made them, much less that Sam found them arousing.
With a thought, his boxers disappeared and she settled back just out of his reach to stroke him. "Get off?" She had a good idea what he meant, but wasn't going to put a lot of thought into it. Not while he was naked and ready beneath her. She was so ready for him herself, and she eased over him, steadying herself with her hands balanced on his chest.
"Mm-hmm," she whimpered, letting the tip of him slip inside her body. "You feel so good."