"Don't laugh at me, Nick," she whines, even as her hand keeps moving between her legs. "I'm...I'm...you really are going to make me say it, aren't you?"

Turning her face to the side, she lets out another slow, shaky breath. "I'm...fingering my c-cunt, Nick. Because you want me to." Once it's said, voiced into the open air, she starts to press a second finger inside herself, biting her lip at the way it feels.