It was Raye's turn to shiver when Rakka's hands finally found her skin. Just a light flutter as she felt warm fingertips on the small of her back, right at that line between the loose fabric of her top and the edge of jeans that fit closely enough to not leave any of the shape of her legs to lower body to the imagination. She'd picked them for just that reason, for Rakka.

She drew in a breath as the moment between them became even more heated. Every movement, every pretty sound that escaped Rakka's lips, sent her pulse pounding. The hand on Rakka's hip shifted to slip beneath the bunched up fabric of her skirt and the other pressed a little more insistently into that spot on her back. One leg looked around Rakka's as they both fell into that easy rhythm, moving together.

"More than cute, huh?" Hmm...." She grinned against Rakka's neck, closing her mouth around a patch of skin and sucking lightly for a moment. "That's gotta be something, cause I can't keep my hands offa you...."