Annie's hand in his hair would always do it for him, whether she was pulling on it or not. She could pull on it, and that was enough.

Diego kissed his way along Annie's jaw and down her neck, biting down lightly against her pulse point. He rocked the leg he had between hers up, giving her friction and something to grind against. Trying to work her up enough that she would be too distracted to be shy when he went for the vibrator.