She didn’t want him to pull away from the kiss. Little known to him - or maybe not so much? - the girl had wanted to lay her lips on his since their first time hanging out in the big city together. But the twenty two year old had only ever had one boyfriend, a high school thing, filled with fumbling hands and a few awkward nights between the sheets as they discovered hormone riddled sex. Cassie was shy on a good day, but ultimately her skills with the opposite sex could be seen as awkward on a normal day. While she trembled and shook from the presence of his fingers that, shockingly, pushed their way past the sodden folds and right into the sex-slicked channel of her pussy, creating an illicit half-moan, half-mew noise that hummed into his mouth as her lips parted the way against his, her tongue a curious muscle as it made its introduction to his own, deepening the shared kiss.<br/><br/><br/>His fingers coiled deliciously inside her, tight still, but clenching eagerly around the digits that teased the bundle of nerves against her innermost walls. The friction burned its way into frustration, so that her hips rocked forward, pushing his digits deeper, then shuddering when they stroked her depths as she rocked back back. Back and forth, riding his fingers with shaky starts and provocative turns.<br/><br/><br/>“Is this really going to happen?” A breathless whisper, panted close to his mouth when he pulled away to stare down into the swimming blues. They were half-lidded, in a daze, and lust glazed from what he was doing to her. Her hands had lifted, holding onto the broad-shouldered man, but they soon dove up to tangle in his hair once he had pulled her night shirt up over her head, his own following. The counter might have been cold against her suddenly very bare ass, but she had the heat of his body to distract her from that. With her thighs now splayed on either side of his hips, she was laid bare to his wandering hand once more, only this time she shifted eagerly into his deft fingers as he slid the pair inside her.<br/><br/><br/>He bit her lip. She moaned and ducked her head, sinking teeth into his shoulder as her body shuddered and rippled as his fingers pumped with more intent. Her inner walls squeezed around him, her pelvis starting to grind so that her bare mound rubbed against the palm of his hand, adding friction to her aching clit on top of the penetration from his fingers. He only upped the ante when his lips sparked sensation down her flushed skin.<br/><br/><br/>“M-Matt… Matt… Mmmnn…” The utterance was followed by her head tipping back when his lips wrapped around her nipple, spiking pleasure down to her womb. The nipple peaked in his mouth, pretty and pink, from where it jutted on the handful of creamy flesh that he palmed with lewd affection. Instinctively, she arched into the warmth of his mouth, and her motions became more frenzied against his fingers.