I stopped her hands before they could reach the waistband of her panties, pulling her close again so her trembling thighs brushed my chest.
"Stay just like this a second," I murmured, voice thick.
I leaned in and pressed my mouth to the soaked cotton right between her legs. The fabric was warm, completely drenched, clinging to every fold. I dragged my tongue up the center in one slow, firm lick, tasting her through the thin barrier.
"Aaahhh—" Her knees buckled; she grabbed my shoulders to stay upright, a broken sob spilling out. "Alex… oh god…"
I didn't stop. I licked again, harder, sucking the wet cotton against her clit, feeling it throb under my tongue. Her hips jerked forward on instinct, grinding against my mouth. I could feel how swollen she was, how the little nub pulsed every time I circled it.
"Aahh… aahh… I can't… it's too much…" she whimpered, thighs shaking violently, nails digging into my skin.
