A response would've come but he kissed her before she could retort. The banter in and of itself was arousing for Lulu and she returned his thrust with a pointed grind of her hips. As they kissed she tugged his hair, hoping he'd take the hint that she wasn't a china doll, that while she was a lady, intimate activities were best engaged with fervor and enthusiasm.
Her fingers moved to his vest, trying to get it unbuttoned while nibbling on his lower lip. It was a true test of dexterity.