"Oh god, Will." Molly moaned and tilted her hips towards his hand as he pressed his fingers into her. She could hear the gentle sucking, slick noises her body made as he drew them out and pushed them back inside, smelled the heat of her arousal in the air.

She wanted to touch Will back but she needed her hands to keep herself upright on his knees so she settled for chasing Wills lips for more attention on her breasts. It wasn't what she'd expected but she found herself loving the sharp feel of his stubble over the soft, delicate skin. Everything felt heightened when they were together like this.

Will swore and it was rare enough that it surprised her and she grinned, lifting her head to look down at him, hips rolling down to get his fingers in deeper. "Language..." She managed to breathe out, pleasure stealing her next as he found an angle that made her cry out.