At the onslaught of heat in his kiss, her body tightened with a low, bittersweet throb. His fingers grazed her inner thigh, questing, and her own fingers tightened around the back of his neck. "Two can play," she groaned against his mouth and then shifted, leaning back into the wall enough that she could (for the moment at least) get her hand between her thighs to the button of his jeans.