Sawyer moved his hand from over Elizabeth’s mouth, sliding it gently down to her neck, without applying any pressure. He was challenging her to remain silent, and his hand was there to keep her from moving as he finally moved his other hand between her legs, pushing up her dress and rubbing her gently over her underwear.
“I appreciate you choosing to wear things like this more often. It makes it so much easier to take advantage of whatever moments we manage to steal together.” He stopped for a second to move her underwear to the side before he continued, and Elizabeth breathed a little harder but managed to stay quiet. Her back arched slightly, and his hand moved down from her neck to her chest, keeping her firmly in his grasp and unable to turn to straddle him.
He kept her pinned like
