If she notices his ineffective efforts, she doesn't react. All she's interested in is getting back to where they were-- his mouth on hers, him clutching her tight, her body grinding down on him-- now, without the barrier of clothing, he can no doubt feel how wet she is.

His touch is electric. She could get off like this-- just the friction of him beneath her, his fingers on her clit-- she wants more, but it could be enough. She moans against his mouth, and reaches to pinch his nipple again.