Tim took full advantage and slowly thrust two fingers into her while his thumb pressed against her clit. “I wanted to wake you up like this, but I wasn’t sure if you’d still be sore.”
Holy shit, he had magic hands. It was as if his fingers were electrified and sending small shocks through her body. “Not sore.”
Hooking her thumbs into the waistband of his shorts, she pulled them down until his erection popped free. She palmed him and ran her hand up and down his length, using her thumb to spread the bead of moisture around the head of his penis.
He thrust into her hand in time to the thrust of his fingers. “I want in you, Zoe. I want to feel you clench around my dick like I can feel you clench around my fingers.”
Her muscles spasmed involuntarily and he grinned against her mouth.
“Just like that.” He stilled and pressed his forehead against hers. “But I don’t have any condoms with me.”
She clenched her fist around him. “I have some upstairs.”
He grinned at her. “Then we should probably go upstairs.”
A small gasp escaped when he lifted her so her legs wrapped around his waist and headed to the stairs.
His dick slid between her thighs and brushed against her clit with each step. She might not even make it upstairs before she came.
Truth be told, she was glad her ex was an asshole too.
