Holly moans softly, her body arching into his as she feels the weight and warmth of his erection pressed against her thigh. She can't help but move her hips slightly, grinding herself against him in a primitive rhythm that only serves to heighten their shared arousal. Her breath comes out in ragged pants, her eyes squeezing shut as she tries to focus on the sensations coursing through her body.

Her words are lost as another moan escapes her lips, this one deeper and more desperate than before. Her thighs tighten around him, squeezing his erection with every movement, her body urging him to go further, faster. The sensation of his hand on her leg, so close but not quite touching where she needs it most...it's almost unbearable.

She clings to the sheets, fisting them in her hands as if they can anchor her to reality while everything else spins out of control.