When Derek finally broke the kiss, Kristina's mouth followed his like she wanted more and wasn't finished. Of course, after he told her to wait after setting her down she had no choice but to do exactly as he had told her to do. The antsy blonde nibbled on her bottom lip as she watched Derek's back as he made the arrangements for the room and waiting for him to return seemed to take an eternity.<br/><br/>The usually shy and reserved college student looked like a totally different young woman. Kristina had the air of a well-trained dog watching its dinner and waiting to be given permission to eat. And when Derek wordlessly beckoned her to join him at the elevator she all but dashed to his side to join him in the lift. Kristina was still back to the door facing into the lift when Derek spoke. For a few moments, she stood frozen looking up at him doe-eyed, then slowly her right hand moved to cup her crotch through her jeans. Her fingers pressing firmly massaging down, then up. Her normally good posture slouched at the shoulders as she moaned, her eyes fluttering before her hand started to massage upwards again. This time it continued higher and she tried to plunge her fingers into the waistband of her jeans.<br/><br/>The waistband of the jeans didn't leave enough room, so hastily with both hands, Kristina unbuttoned the fly and thrust her hand inside. An even louder moan echoed through the lift as she was surprised at the feeling of her fingers sliding into her jeans and meeting her bare labia. She had forgotten entirely that the thong was crotchless. Again Kristina's posture curled forward as she looked right on the brink of climax already just as the elevator began to slow just as the chime announced their arrival.