Button loose, fly unzipped, Hap lowers himself to an elbow as he delves inside her pants. They're overworn, loose enough that he can maneuver almost freely.

Hap sucks as his fingers trace her lips through her underwear. He didn't mean to slide his hand in over them, but he didn't mean not to, either. Now he wonders if he can make he come through them, finding her clit as his tongue flicks across her nipple, poised between his teeth.