Beth kissed him between panting breaths, grinding her hips into his touch and taking firmer hold of him, stroking and teasing in every way she knew. There weren't many, admittedly, but she used everything she knew to the very best of her ability. More than anything, Beth wanted him to feel good. Wanted to make him happy.

Her knees shifted further apart, spreading her legs wider to allow him to touch and explore more. "Feels so good," she murmured against his lips.