Laurie shifted as his hands moved, back arching her breasts into his hands, hips squirming to grind against his. There was an urgency to her hands as they moved along his skin and tugged at his zipper, a need for the anchor that was Dan. Everything had been so unbelievable lately, but this was real. She growled against his lips at his theory that she had to move, not quite sure it was completely necessary, but lifting off his lap slowly just the same. "Only if I have to..."