Feeling him press his body closer, she stroked her hands over his back, leaning in against him to feel him pressing against her body more, only to utter another series of moans feeling his hand over her breast. "Nngh... t.. there's no... no 'maybe' to -aah.. to it..!" She whispered, half biting her lower lip. She really shouldn't question why her body - why *she* responded to his touch so keenly anymore. "Y-you..you... ah.." Trailing off a bit because she lost track what she had been saying. Give her a second.