"Kay," Coraline said tightening her fingers in Sam's hair as he slumped back in the seat. The little growl made her flush, glancing down as she bit her bottom lip harder. It was getting harder to ignore how wet she was and how much she kind of just wanted to well, explore when Sam made noises like that. "Because you were arguing with your parents in that sort of Witwicky way and then we were in your room, on your bed and your hair was kind of ruffled and I just... I just sort of wanted to um, suck you off. Kinda. Well, a lot."