"I need to come, so bad. Please?" She bit her bottom lip at her brazenness. Caden growled, "Mmm, yes." His hands flashed to her hips. He tried to pull her onto his lap, but her skirt was too tight. Her thighs couldn't spread enough to straddle him. "Can I-" He didn't need to ask. Makenna's hands were already at the sides of her thighs hitching her skirt up so she could put her legs over his. She was shaky with want and anticipation. He helped guide her. They both moaned in needy satisfaction when the heated junctions of her thighs settled over the bulge in his jeans.