Coraline smiled smugly at the way Sam just froze up, she remembered this when she was younger and he was conflicted. The way he'd tense up, swearing inside his head about her touching him.

"Or mouth, hand first though I think. Don't you?" Coraline asked, tugging his waistband down a little to free his erection. Smiling a little, she wrapped her hand around his erection and stroked him once just so he got the message. "Is that what you want Sam? Isn't that what you've been thinking about everytime you've peeked through your windows to watch me get changed?"