"Oh."

That was for everything. Not the words alone or the actions alone, but all of it together. She was wet and ready enough that a second finger slipped in just as easily as the first, but she could still feel the difference as her inner muscles briefly contracted around his fingers. She could also feel a want for more. Maybe she'd even ask, in a second.

"You say that like --" Whoops, her sentence got rudely interrupted by a moan. Something about the combination of his mouth on her breast and his palm against her clit. "-- like any other guys even like f-fingering."

They were going to end up coming back to all her bad previous experience a lot. She was sorry.