She turns her head, gazing down the length of her own body as Kate settles between her legs. The combination of the blonde hair spilling over the tops of her thighs and the teasing brush of her mouth are ticklish, and her hips tense and wriggle at the sensation and also out of impatience.

Above, Bill's doing a fairly thorough job of distracting her from the teasing going on down below, but not by much, and her eyes fall shut as a shudder of anticipation runs through her.