"Oh-" And then her back hits the bed. That's good, that's better than she could have asked for. She was expecting her head to be shoved down and- she can't think about anything with his mouth on her like this, with his hand at her fly.

Her hips buck into his hand, and the slight suggestion of friction makes her feel sensitive all over. She can feel herself trembling. It isn't because of nerves-- she doesn't feel nervous, just desperate. Just fucking pathetic. But if they stopped now, she'd feel worse.