The moan he let out stole her breath completely. She wanted to hear it again and again. She was making plenty of noises herself as he kissed her, his hands teasing her nipple making her press up into his hand. She nodded when he asked her about the noises, looking up at him. "I bit down on so many moans when you touched me. Felt like such a perv for wanting to touch you. Stopped myself doing it." She said, running her hand up his back over the muscles she'd watched and coveted, felt guilty about watching and coveting.

But now she didn't have to stop herself. She could do the things she'd felt guilty for thinking about doing and she smiled, biting her lip and watching him intently as she deliberately rolled her hips up against him.